If people just had shit they wouldn't be so violent. That goes for all races. Lack of makes you pissed off. Have a snickers. I spend a disproportionate amount of my time hating. I was just enraged earlier today because I no longer get to experience the communal euphoria I once got to have through the real life version of the two minutes hate, because there is no longer a Donald Trump. In the time of Trump it didn't matter what side you were on, you got to have your two minutes hate. Either siding with Trump in hating Them, or siding with Them in hating Trump. Everyone got to have their hate. I loved it. I loved my hate. I loved their hate. I loved our hate. And I loved the power. I loved the power of the hate, the love of the hate. The joy that would course through my system was real, when I saw him shit all over Them, and in times when I found him weak, saw Them shit all over him.