Friends, when I think back about the titanium cub I used to be I am often dreadfully embarrassed.
The fact is I was kind of a jerk. And for much of my childhood I was, by modern standards, pretty racist and homophobic.
Dedicated readers will probably, upon reading that sentence, have sprayed their coffee all over their computer screens, given my much-documented views on the subjects, but it’s true.
I grew up in Apartheid South Africa. In the 80s! It would’ve been weird if I hadn’t held some pretty messed up beliefs.
But I became the stalwart liberal that I am now by being able to admit when I’m wrong (although up until recently I wasn’t even very good at that). And as you might expect it was a slow, painful road.
Having gone through this transformation I am highly sensitive to the plight of people who are also evolving their views and I have encountered a paradoxical problem.
Often it is my fellow arch-liberals who unintentionally stop people from evolving their views, by imposing unrealistic expectations on them.