It's the Internet. People go around looking for things to hate on. They're not even trolls, they're literally seeking a target to unleash fury on. Hell, chances are if you're reading this, you've done it at some point without even realising. You had a bad day, you come home, load the escapist, and then you see;
"anyone else think Roland emmerich is a tad over-rated?"
Here it comes, triggered by something you barely care about, without you even realising it, a mouse of hatred moving to post seething words forged on a forbidden keyboard, typed by hands possessed by misplaced rage;
"WHY YOU LITTLE SACK OF S*** YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ACTION MOVIES I BET YOU LIKE MICHEAL BAY YOU A**HOLE, GO GROW A BRAIN AND THEN HANG YOURSELF UPON THE REALIZATION OF YOUR FORMER STUPIDITY!!!"
It just happens, be cool bro.
As for my hatred of hatred, old people. Most old people give me a look like I've either just robbed a nun, or I'm about to rob a nun. Or I'm about to do neither of those things, because of course, I've already shot up on the drugs I bought with the nun's money, so I'm about to rape a nurse, their favourite nurse! Of course. Don't believe everything you read about young people in the daily fail grandma/pa.