The Love In Hate

"How would we know love without its opposite?"
While love may come in many forms, so can hate.  We may express love or hate against individuals or masses of individuals.  People love to be loved or love to be hated for curious reasons.  "Why would any sensible person love to be hated?" one might ask.  Once we ask that question we have to narrow people into races, cultures, and histories.

From time immemorial there have been people walked on, trampled, by one dictator after another, causing these humans to live in such constant turmoil and disarray that any objective onlooker would conclude that such people love to be hated because instead of fighting to overthrow these dictators once and forever thousands of these people just run for the nearest refugee camp or for the next banana boat coming North.  While some nations of people have expressed their hatred of each other from time to time in civil or world wars, after the wars they generally fraternize amiably through their cultures and businesses,

There is, however, a race of laughing, singing, and dancing people who don't miss an opportunity, generally of their own creation, to convey their joy for their culture, a cheap imitation of Anglo culture, and their love for being hated.  The moment they think that all the races of the world are becoming slack in showing disdain for them they call upon a savagery within themselves and begin displaying uncivilized acts that millions thought had been quelled within them since their ancestors had been freed from the jungles centuries before.  But these people, filled with self-hate, begin 'blowing-off', causing havoc in the streets, universities, businesses, and at political rallies in the principal cities of our nation.  These people resemble a monstrous tidal wave of darkness roaring uncontrollably to be anointed, led by race-hustling preachers, the most repugnant, hated people in the world.
"Isn't that the damndest thing you ever heard of?"