I judge everyone. I openly admit that. I see old people and I calculate the chances of them falling down at my feet and me having to give them CPR, mouth to mouth, or a couple swift kicks to the chest.
I see young white people and I wonder if they are about to finally “do” what they threaten to do online. Don’t shoot! I didn’t bully you I promise, it was THEM over there!
I see other Koreans and I wonder if they speak Korean, have a Korean mother, and have a Korean life. And then I hate them.
I see other Asians and I wonder if they are upholding our racial stereotypes or creating new ones we will have to battle.
I see black people and wonder if any of them were bullied by other races like I was by theirs.
I see Jews and wonder if they really believe in Jesus. Yet.
I look at Muslims and wonder if they are the “good Muslims” or the ones that claim to be good as they blow up children for an unrecognizable cause.
I look at Presidents and think “what makes you so special?” I could do better.
I look at young “tech geniuses” and think that there is a reason they are outliers. There is always a reason. “Young Cindy started her first company at the age of 16 and just sold it for a million dollars!!!” What they don’t mention is that “young Cindy” is daughter to “old Cindy” who owns half of New York. But we should still be impressed…
I look at teachers and wonder of they truly care about their students. Not just the “good ones,” but all of them. It has been my experience that they don’t.
I look at single males walking alone in the kid’s section of any department store as possible pedaphiles and I pull my children protectively closer.
Man, woman, child, dog, cat… I judge you all. I expect you to judge me back.