Those are persons without judgment or discernment who profess to do as
all the world does, because they have not the force to form an
independent opinion, undergo the discipline of thought, examine their
own actions, and confess the absurdity of their own weaknesses.
It is not to be denied that minds trained by mental gymnastics have
little to say to prejudices. Their judgment being independent, they
require perfect freedom of action, and they cannot permit a host of
trifling considerations to hinder them in their way of living and
thinking.
Prejudices--a form of mental aberration--are a standard by which the
least intelligent claim to estimate the capacities of others. And those
prejudices which proceed from stupid customs, absurd fears, silly
superstitions, have led to the most annoying assertions.
It is a matter of general belief, for instance, that the number 13 is
unlucky, that the song of a black bird is a sign of death, that three
lights bring misfortune; and the belief is not less general that persons
of high birth are inevitably lacking in great intelligence. It has been
decided once for all that they are unfit for intellectual work, and
capable only of being pleasant company, as superficial as useless. If
these persons take up any intellectual pursuit, be it the publishing of
books, or devoting themselves to art, they are misjudged, there is an
outcry at the unreality, the gross impossibility; for it has been
decided that high birth should be a patent of incapacity.
Prejudice thus destroys beforehand the proof of intelligence and
tarnishes reputation. At the same time, in the form of conventional,
generally-received opinions, it overawes timid spirits.
It is in frivolous society that prejudices are most ineradicable. They
creep into conversation, obtrude themselves in all their bareness and
ugliness into the midst of chatter and compliments.
Even if some strong personality appears, and disposes of some prejudice,
it shoots up again directly the disturber is gone. Born of folly and
fear, prejudices are parasitic plants whose roots are in the brain, and
which are transmitted, like an heirloom of ignorance, from one century
to another.
Prejudices, so numerous in these days, fall foul of everything: art,
science, law, the liberty of the individual, conscience, truth.
Is it not regarded as a fact, in certain circles, that the Jew is
incapable of fine intelligence? Now, for the last twenty-five years
dramatic art has given the lie flatly to such an assertion. Has not the
man of science, in spite of every proof of his capacity, been attacked
by prejudiced people who see in him an insulter of the Divinity?
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