Prejudices: we like to think we’ve none, but we’ve all got them tucked away here and there. I believe that we think that when we’ve overcome our parents’ prejudices we are free of it all – ‘taint so. And really, sometimes I think we think we’re prejudiced when maybe ‘prejudice’ wrong word. I do not “pre-judge” people on looks, so I am supposing that I am not prejudiced. But then if someone opens their mouth and out comes something I don’t like or is just not correct – bingo! – the shutters go down. I love this quote from Maya Angelou: “When people show you who they are, believe them.” So maybe I’m not prejudiced, I’m postjudiced.