𓃑𓃑 DROSS 𓃑𓃑
It is a grave mistruth to imagine anger and rage are required for hate. By simply feeling no concern, apathy absolves your antipathy, you profess.
Hate can be quietly turgid, disguised by cold reticence. You order violence and accept murder in your name, then close your mind to the horrors your victims endure with no remorse.
Beneath your emotionless detachment lies the rot of dishonour, contempt and bigotry, all constitutive of hatred. Your indifference to your own injustice is of no comfort to your victims.