It is related that there was once a lowly cleaner who wandered into a bazaar where perfumes were bought and sold. Assailed by all the beautiful aromas, he promptly fell in a dead faint and remained unconscious for a long while. People thought that he had died.
A wise doctor passed by, and upon examining him immediately recognized his ailment. He called for some dried dung and passed it under his nose. Right away, the cleaner regained consciousness as he inhaled aromas that were familiar to him.
People will always like that which they are predisposed to, or that environment with which they are surrounded by most often.
Those who wallow in dirt love filth and cannot tolerate purity and beauty just as those who are pure abhor filth.