When people continue to make the same kind of mistakes over and over, I treat them as if they have no free will. I put controls in place to make sure they don’t cause harm, but I don’t condemn them as being blatantly disrespectful, and I try to be kind to them. Why?
Because I remember how good it felt to cling to my own perceptual faults, and I remember how frustrating it was to make the same kind of mistakes over and over as a result. It literally felt like I had no control of myself.