Honestly I'm not a big Lovecraft guy. Like I read synopses of his stories and impressionable nerds being driven mad by wacky weirdo shit seems like extremely my thing, but reading actual stories is like pulling teeth. Maybe he was just that bad of a writer or maybe I don't know English well enough to enjoy his verbose nerdy prose...
In innsmouth the main character lives a solitary scholarly existence and is obsessed with racism until he finds purpose and belonging with the people he once shunned. He definitely did not intend it, but the actual text is pretty much a refutation of his own racism.