If we pray for someone, even through clenched teeth , nice and slowly our passions will mellow, some form of bond will form between us , we’ll be able to see behind all the scum the sparkling little golden nuggets that I feel are present in all men’s soul. I know it is much worse for him than for me , because I only seldom have to meet his kooky head, but he has to live with it. I rather feel sorry for people like this and not condemn them. 