This collective uniformity blinded me to the most basic understanding of difference. Sure, I knew not everyone in the world was just like me. But my nonexistent exposure to anyone who looked, lived, or believed differently ensured I never faced the tension of contrasting perspectives. My worldview remained safely unchecked, to the point I’m not even sure I thought of it as a worldview. It was just “the way things were.” The air I breathed. And I was poorer for it. It is our refusal to thoroughly examine these contours of life that allows evils like prejudice and racism to quietly bake into our
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