I am finally starting to get it. The older I get, the more I study history and the reactions of the masses and see a pattern of unending hatred. There will always be excuses for why groups of people have their wrong beliefs and all of the people with wrong beliefs tend to run in packs, much like their very ancient forefathers. They feel a strength by having others on their side, even if they know deep in their hearts their side is wrong.
I see how people love to label. It makes things much easier. “Oh, he’s this, so that’s why he did that” and so on. Sometimes an asshole is just an asshole, but sometimes they only appear to be one depending on the viewers point of view and experience in life. I have seen many that hate truly lovely, great people and others that love disgusting creeps. I have found that the creeps tend to have more followers than anyone who speaks the truth. I have also found that most creeps love to find misguided bravery in an artificial substance. Bravery that clouds the mind and judgement is not bravery, it is stupidity.