I met Preston Manning yesterday, a man I've demonized for close to 15 years as a leader of racists, homophobes, and mysoginists. All I saw was a tired old man looking for a kinko's at ten o'clock at night.
Meeting our heroes and villains is something we shouldn't do, because invariably we find out they're human. Not all villains are Darth Vader or Hannibal Lecter, and not all heroes are Superman. It's almost always a surprise when they turn out human.
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