I admit it. I do not know everything. In fact, I know extraordinarily little.
I cannot know what it is like to live in your shoes. Even if I try, your worldview will probably be misunderstood without a great deal of exploration and discussion.
I admit it.
And yet, my first impulse (and maybe yours as well) is to defend what I “know” to be the truth because I have spent my whole life surrounded by it. It is not my fault if you don't know what's true because you spent your life somewhere else.
Example number 1.
