I know I didn't love my father. He was a Bible thumping Lutheran who sincerely believed in the biblical mandate that kids were to be disciplined by beating the shit out of them and, ".....by the blueness of their wounds shall they be cleansed." He was an overbearing tyrant. I heaved a sigh of relief when he died and didn't shed even a single tear for him at his funeral. 
"The world is my country; all of humanity are my brethren; and to do good deeds is my religion." (Thomas Paine)
