I once read a book about anti-semitism. It was a fictional piece, that talked about racism and stuff from a child's perspective. In this book, one character kept hearing about "Auntie Semitism", and didn't know why everyone hated her so much. "What did she ever do to make people so angry?"

To me, this will always be a reminder about how hate is something that we learn, and the more we hate, and know about it.. the less innocent we are.