People are not static, but often our view of them is. What if that bearded clown in the pink shirt and leather chaps riding a unicycle was a corporate lawyer for Fox TV two years ago? What if that person in khaki pants and a patagonia fleece riding the MAX downtown spent their teen years as a homeless street kid who got assaulted? When you see someone, you see one moment in their lives. And if we slap a label on them, we just build up internal stereotypes which ossify in our minds and prevent us from seeing people as humans who are seeking love and kindness and happiness just like we are.
