There’s a sentiment that goes through my head each morning as I go for a dawn run around the park near my house: “We judge ourselves by our best intentions and most noble deeds but we will be judged ourselves by our worst acts”. The pavements are a war zone at the moment. Everyone believes they are the goodies and everyone else the baddies. Pensioners hollering abuse at 50 metres presume that everyone else is intent on infecting them with the dreaded plague. It’s surprising how a generation intent on taking us out of Europe and ridding us of the metric system are now the authorities on how big two metres is. But the point stands: we judge others harshly and give ourselves the benefit of the doubt.
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