Wild theories about "Child Hate"

 It's Sunday morning, early enough that I can almost convince myself it's still Saturday night, almost.
I mention this not to pass the time, but rather as mitigation.

 Bordering stream-of-consciousness levels of logic (bad, bad logic, logic that really needs to be tied up and told off) follow this pagebreak. You have been warned.

You'll change your mind

Imagine you go to a restaurant with a friend, and they decide that the best thing on the menu is the lasagne.

You, however want to order the risotto. Perhaps you don't like pasta*. Perhaps you think that lasagne is a fine choice, it's just not what you want.

But your friend insists they are right. So right that they order the lasagne then send the waitress away because they think you should give it another hour, just in case you want to change your mind.