It's not hard to observe another's weakness and decide they are weak.
It's not hard to assume you would do better when you don't see yourself likely to have to prove that.
It's not hard to let your behind-the-scenes words tear down another's being based on shallow evidence.
It's not hard to hate a person who does and says hateful things.
I was taught to take pride only in accomplishments that mean something, pride in doing what's hard. Why do so many humans tie up their pride in judging other people, when nothing could be easier?
We all know what's hard. I don't need to preach compassion. But then, maybe I do. Maybe we all do.
