Hot not as in like sexually, but in a broader sense, that it feels almost like a perversion for violence. It's enticing in a way that feels akin to lust but on parallel train tracks to it, never touching, i just don't know the word for a fixation that latches onto the mind like a fetish that inserts itself into your other thoughts of the world but is never sexual. Raw nationalism untethered from ideology, ancient ruins, trees and fires create the same sort of feeling.