I am prejudiced.

Recently I overheard one of those classic conversations where everyone in the group brags about how they are completely devoid of prejudice. They treat everyone equally and unicorns kiss them good night when they go to sleep. It got me to thinking that either people are using a very limited context for the term prejudice, they are lying, or they are simply better people than me. In thinking about this I identified my own little list of prejudices. However, when it came time to feel bad about them or come up with a plan to correct them, I wasn’t interested. Obviously because I am prejudiced – it’s like the damn circle of life. Before you throw rocks at my house I had better show you how I interpreted prejudice, as it is likely not in the classic sense that you are thinking.  Continue reading “I am prejudiced.”