Power Of Hatred Analysis

The Power of Hatred One of the best pieces of advice I have ever been given, and that I give to people, I learned from my grandfather. And that is “...you better start loving yourself kid, because life will be pretty damn miserable if you don 't.” I have surprisingly told a lot of people this, and they seem to reject it at first, but understand it as they think about it. It is a simple concept, if an individual thinks of themselves as someone who is ugly, stupid, undesirable, weak, all of these constant negative thoughts will start to change the way they act and think and they will indefinitely become that person. This leads to a miserable and dreadful life, and no person wants that. Loving yourself, and believing in yourself are the …show more content…
Pecola 's view on herself changes drastically throughout the novel, and that is only because the people that lived in her community had the biggest impact on her. They would always be making comments on her physical appearance. Pecola began questioning every aspect about herself wondering why she was not as beautiful as the blue-eyed white girls. People always say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, that is not always the case. If you take houses for example, there is no market for 'ugly ' houses only ones that look beautiful and are well designed. Nobody sees and ugly house and says to themselves “wow I want to live in that!” otherwise there would be a significant amount of ugly houses on the market today. There 's not, and there never will be. People normally use that phrase when referring to a girl or guy dating a significantly less attractive girl or guy, it helps give an individual reason as to why they themselves could not find a significant other that is much more attractive than they are. In those kinds of situations, beauty is still a factor. One can have a beautiful, outgoing, attractive personality. Or a beautiful, large amount of money and power which brings back to beauty not being in the eye of the beholder. The people in Pecola 's community unfortunately did not find Pecola to be beautiful at all, she was quite an ugly African American little girl. Even her own mother commented on her ugliness thinking to herself that she was “A cross between a puppy and a dying man. But I knowed she was ugly. Head full of pretty hair, but Lord she was ugly.”(126) Obviously as a baby Pecola did not understand what her mother was saying, but that was the immediate thought of her even at such a young age. Over time, these comments had such an impact on Pecola 's well-being and thought process. She began to self-loathe, constantly believing that she was ugly and that if she