It's evil. Unambiguously bad. An affront to happy pleasant things. Rather... not good. The opposite of good. That thing. That thing... that isn't good.
My uncles had a blow out a few years ago and tried making my grandma chose sides. She says, you are both welcome at my home and I won't have bickering here. I love you both. If you two choose not to see each other that's fine, but here we are family.