critical eyes

It is clear that some people in life seem to have strong opinions about how things should be done and what is acceptable. This critical eye seeps into every crevasse of life that passes their way, so much that it establishes a password to join the ordained club of "the right way to live". So moving is this worldview that they cannot help but demand that all around must dance to this beat. This may bring up a political thought or national agenda but for me its infection has greeted me from the root, the person. It lives inside the mirage that loving each other means to bring others over to "the right way of thinking and living". It is sad to think that even if this was given sight, the blind would simply put on sunglasses and try to keep it all cool. Pride is truly one way to be blind.
I know that it is hard to be real and truly love others just like they are. I guess being open can lead to being hurt but it also leads to being free. I guess loving the critical eye is my goal, otherwise I'll have to find my own password.