what have we become?

Poetry, apparently, is dangerous.

It's sad that the first conclusion we come to is the worst-case scenario. It's sad that we automatically assume that a person is up to no good, based on what they look like, not who they are. It's sad that we make such awful first impressions.

Anyway, I was talking with my friends about colorblindness. If a child can't recognize colors, the first assumption that a teacher reaches is that "the child is retarded." Colorblindness usually doesn't even enter into the picture. Perhaps we're as ignorant about children as we are about adults. Perhaps we need to slow down and think it through before we make accusations.

Just my little rant for now.