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.