"When you enter the Museum of Tolerance in Los Angeles", you find yourself in a room of interactive exhibits designed to identify the people you can't tolerate. The familiar targets are there (blacks, women, Jews, gays), but also short people, fat people, blond-female, disabled... You watch a video on the vast variety of prejudices, designed to convince you that everyone has at least a few, and thenyou are invited to enter the museum proper through one of two doors; one marked PREJUDICED, the other marked UNPREJUDICED. the latter door is locked, in case anyone misses the point, occasionally some people do. When we were visiting the museum one afternoon we were treated to the sight of four [men] Pounding angrily on the unprejudiced door, demanding to be let in."
The point of this, in the book, is that those men had a blind spot. I'm not going to say those men were. I will let you wonder. Baptists, Catholics, blacks, Jews, Mormons, or who were they. The real point was that they wanted to pretend that they had no prejudices. the truth is that we all do. The truth is that we all have blind spots. That's what that book is about.
The name of the book is "Mistakes Were Made (but not by me)." Why we justify foolish beliefs, bad decisions, and hurtful acts. It will make an honest person out of you if anything will.
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