While I can't argue anyone's personal tastes and aversions.....I think I see a list of people's least favorite beers and styles as opposed to something they really wouldn't drink if that is all there was forevermore. I dislike a lot of beers but eventually I'd get thirsty and learn to love them
Although I can say that I would likely become more tolerant or open to trying to drink a sour if that is my only beer option for the foreseeable future, I reject the premise to say that I would ever love it. If you feel that you could learn to love it I am happy for you (and a bit jealous), but my heart is not so easily swayed.
I will draw a parallel to pizza here, because it is a food that I am nearly as passionate about as I am for beer. I was raised on the East Coast and my pizza looks a very specific way: round, with a thin doughy crust that is 1/2-3/4 inch devoid of sauce and cheese, and this is then cut into wedges (New York style). Simply put :
20 years ago, I moved here to Columbus Ohio, and found that "pizza" (at least as it is locally defined) is much different. This transcends toppings, base sauces, the manner in which the toppings are layered, or even the thin crust/deep dish debate.
Columbus pizza is a round pizza that is on a very thin crust (some almost cracker'y like a deep dish crust but without the deep dish depth and structure), there is little to no bare crust left on the edge, and it is then cut into 'squares'?!
I eat this abomination that they try to pass off as pizza, but I know the difference between this and GOOD pizza. I have yet to find a square cut pizza that I love. I have found that Tommy's is probably my 'Least Objectional Option' if I must have a square cut, but it only rates as a good over all pizza in general.
Circling back to beer, I will try just about any beer once, but if it is a pumpkin brew, I will doubt that I will ever grow to love it--even if it is the only beer style that I will ever have access to again.
I have known true love in other styles, and my pallet will forever long for their return to touch my lips with their soft, wet embrace...