I read this account by a Vietnamese woman. She was in China while anti-China protests were going on in Vietnam. She was at an exhibition, and faced taunts from her hosts as soon as the news of the anti-China riots spread. She also compared her situation to a another exhibitor who too faced discrimination because of his ethnicity.
I am saying this aloud not to spite Chinese, or the Vietnamese, or any one else - I come from a country, where people often take great pleasure in hurting fellow citizens who look different or pray different. There seem to be a competition on for who can hate more. I appreciate that this woman took time out to pen her thoughts.
One early lesson about the futility of rage for me was from this Arthur C Clarke story titled “The End of the Orbit”.