Feel sorry for them! Intense hatred directed at others can be a projection of an individual's own internal struggles, insecurities, and self-dislike..... and lust.
Although I reckon lust can go under internal struggles. You have no idea how many supposedly racist women I have known over the years that secretly harbored ye goode olde fashioned 'forbidden lust.'
I'm a bit on the talkative side, and people have a tendency to open up to me, including their deep dark - and I mean dark - secret desires.
Not as great as some might think, everybody always coming to me to be their insta therapist, unloading on me problems that I usually would rather not hear, as I visualize things, personalizing them, internalizing them, and so I get their nightmares looping on repeat inside my head, doing numbers on it that I'd rather they not. On a site I used to be on, I has to add on my profile that I was I'm happy to do therapy sessions - for $15 per hour, just to chase them away. I don't like feeling other people's pain. I got my own issues to deal with.
But at the same time, I have to be the friend. And oh boy, the things they tell their friend that happens to be the only one who understands.
So yeah, racists are like anybody obsessed with something. When someone is obsessed with something, they're obsessed with something. For a reason.
How often do you hear somebody talk about how much they hate French fries with mustard and sprinkles on top? People don't like it, but they see no need to advertise it. They just avoid it. Sure, people may not like Jar Jar Binks, they'll even joke about him on occasion. But you don't hear them going on and on and on and on about Jar Jar Binks every. single. dang. day.
Vanilla can get a hankering for some hot chocolate. But the thing is, once they get some, they might start liking it. A lot. But what if the hot chocolate doesn't like the vanilla as much? Then the vanilla is going to have to learn to do without or just go back to vanilla and, well, you do the math,,,
