Remember when our Parents were g-ds? They couldn’t do anything wrong and they could fix anything. Remember the disappointment when we realized that they were human and had flaws?
It’s funny how we still carry that idea with us into adulthood and idolize people we somehow view as “good”. The world is full of Heroes that in the mind of people are infallible, above the rest of us, because of something they did or didn’t do. And what happens when we see through the “sainthood” we have carved out for them? – We either turn on them in anger, or away from them in disappointment, vaguely aware that it is ourselves we are angry with, ourselves we wish to not see.
The hardest bigotry to battle is the one residing in our hearts and minds – do we choose to exclaim about ourselves “The emperor is naked!”?
I hope I am the kind of person who will stop and think: “he/she is human just like me…” before I let my prejudice put someone on a pedestal just to be disappointed when that someone falls. It’s way more rewarding to know someone for who they really are than through my own preconceived notions about them.
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