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: One of the puzzles that bothered me since I was a little kid is one I didn't understand the answer to until I was in my mid-twenties and then didn't finally accept, truly accept, until I was in my late thirties. It was this question, one I often posed:
Why is it okay for you yourself to behave, often repeatedly, serially, in the very same ways you openly decry and deride in others?
I do not like knowing or understanding the answer.