I don't know where you are from, but I reckon you've enjoyed a life filled with liberties.
And a reasonable person should have liberties to make sensible decisions that do not infringe on others to do the same.
Being judgemental is easy, and presume one has a weird group of friends.
Back in USSR, times in which I was born, my father had a friend who frequented our home to do work projects.
Before I was born, my father had traveled to Warsaw Block countries under a diplomatic passport which allowed him protection from being searched at the customs. And being a book worm, he'd brought some "illicit" literature including a copy of Mein Kumpf (dad was nearly fluent in German), plus some other works from famous dissidents. To this day I don't know how he came into possession of "forbidden" literature he brought home. But when his circle of close friends (family) gathered, I often heard them whispering about the western world and how the grass is actually greener on the other side.
So this so-called work friend, upon learning of his collection, hadn't wasted time and, as you might have guessed it, invited KGB to visit our home. I was seven-eight at the time.
The KGB hadn't found anything, my dad was a smart man, he removed his "collection" after his "friend" visit.
Had it not been for his government work-related connection, he might have had been imprisoned for a time. And I'd learned much later about his time in lock-up under interrogation which my mom concealed as a regular "business" trip he'd taken a few times a year under normal circumstances.
In my life's experience, this is just one example of fascism.

If you have a personal life story of equal merit, please elucidate me on what fascism is. Otherwise, steer clear of judging me when it comes to hating fascists regardless of the origin.