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…not only one’s career. It is perpetuated in a number of ways you may not have known previously.

A reader asked me in February 2011, “Why do we hate?” Decades of 20th Century research and vaguely-related aphorisms spoken at meetings and in coffee houses state that hate stems from fear, but in the 2010s, I think that the answer is no longer so simple.

Additional origins and exacerbation exist, in my experience. I talk about them in the article linked below – some of it is even trickery of honest people, in my opinion.

Perhaps you can think of others and place them in the Comments section at the end of the document (no need to register for anything). Thanks for reading!

Hatred, Hate Groups, Bullying and Tricky Spam Attacks

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