Beyond any tragic shadow of a doubt, we are hopefully born into a perception that we are lovable, then through jealous malice we realize we are hated, only to realize that life is quite simple, happiness creates love, while misery, low self-esteem create jealousy, hence malicious destructiveness against those who are happy, but of course, as we love ourselves we rationalize our malice under the guise of standing up for, or rather, against injustice