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Judging

During one of the many news stories showing protestors from many countries protesting the US over an anti-Islam film that was made in the US.  This photo really struck me.
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This is a little hard for me to see.  

People were killed.  There are videos of protestors burning the US flag & ripping it apart (like above).
I don't consider myself a very patriotic person, but I am an American and the flag represents America, which includes me.

These people hate me and they don't even know who I am.

This got me thinking of similar situations.

A woman walks to her job in a mall.  She sees the line snaking around for Chick-Fil-A.  This was at the beginning of August when everyone lined up at Chick-Fil-A to show they are anti-gay.  
The woman walking to work, just happens to be gay.
She looked at the line and saw the line continuing all day.

As she looked at the lines she thought 'these people hate me and they didn't even know me.'

Yes, it happens in America too.
It happens everywhere.

Why do we do this?  
Judge people before they know them at all.  

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