One of my earliest memories is of a street preacher who was shouting about “hypocrisy” when I was about six years old. It stuck with me all day and I later asked my parents what hypocrisy was. From that point on I was on the look out for it…and as you can imagine, I saw it everywhere, especially because we were a good southern church going family. And to this day the people that irk me the most are those who judge others before looking at their own faults first. (Matthew 7:3: “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?”)