"Good soon becomes insipid, love falls into indifference: only hate is immortal," writes William Hazlitt in his essay The Pleasure of Hating . He says that children kill flies for fun and that everyone reads the chronicles of crimes with delight. Observe that people flock to see a tragedy performed, but if an execution were to take place in the neighboring square, the theater would be empty. What would you say today of the decapitation of the statues, of the seizure of power by the ruffians? The English author foreshadowed the pleasure of hating in times of the plague. There is a civil war, not with espadrilles, but in slippers
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