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Throughout history, humans
have found it rather easy to hate other humans. Hatred excuses killing, conquering, torturing, enslaving, and making war against other humans. It’s amazing how the mind can justify grounds for hatred deep enough to allow any atrocity. One human may hate another human simply and instantly because: He is of a different race, with the wrong skin color, hair texture, or eye shape, speaks another language, or has strange cultural habits – any of which makes him inferior and unworthy of respect. He has the wrong religion. Untold millions have died during crusades or jihads to convert or render dead the nonbelievers. How can zealots be so religious, yet so misguided? "I kill you in the name of God!" He lives in a different nation. Chinese versus Japanese versus Korean, Irish versus English, Indian versus Pakistani, – I rest my case. He doesn’t think or act exactly the same way, even a fellow American: Republican versus Democrat, conservative versus liberal, Protestant versus Catholic, heterosexual versus homosexual, pro-life versus pro-choice, Ohio State fan versus Michigan fan, the rich co-worker with the Mercedes, the neighbor who plays loud music… No reason seemingly is too petty to engender hatred in some people. How tragic that humans as a species do not love as readily as they hate.
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