But shame has a way of translating different into the sense of better or worse. To the degree that shame has a foothold in my heart, I can unconsciously react to difference with judgment directed either at the other or at myself.1 Even when I am consciously aware of and accept the idea that different people have different tasks, those very structures can activate any latent nidus of shame, especially when things go wrong in a community, and for Henry, things were going very wrong.
