Some relatives come that you never even knew existed, but you recognize them as one of the ten digits extending from the same hand because the core values/language/dialect/possession are the same! Or they have a fragmented piece of the family crest or some other remarkable artifact articulated only through the family code. Of course, people denounce one another all the time, but then you cannot remove the stain from the atom that is remarkably human.

Now racially, my very own sister is fair as snow and her hair was dirty blonde as a child. I’ve another sibling who is dark as evening tide, but has hair as glistening and curly smooth as Li’l Bo Peep’s sheep. My aunt has hair as sleek as a woman of Asian or Native American descent, so should I denounce any of them because I do not look the same? I highly doubt it. Some people do, but they end up with less to eat at night, less technology to light their paths and less knowledge to feed their children – Thus is the Community of Ignorance.