How easily the mind can be turned to hate from a place of fear - an instinctive, natural, protective response.
Instead of focusing on things that unite us, we focus on what divides us.
My skin is green; yours is pink.
I have tusks; you have long ears.
My skin is bare; yours is covered with fur.
I breathe air; you do not.
If we had clung to such things, the Burning Legion would not have been defeated, for I would never have wished to ally with Jaina Proudmoore, or fight alongside elves.
My people would then not have survved to befriend the tauren, or the forsaken.
Instead of focusing on things that unite us, we focus on what divides us.
My skin is green; yours is pink.
I have tusks; you have long ears.
My skin is bare; yours is covered with fur.
I breathe air; you do not.
If we had clung to such things, the Burning Legion would not have been defeated, for I would never have wished to ally with Jaina Proudmoore, or fight alongside elves.
My people would then not have survved to befriend the tauren, or the forsaken.
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