Judging people is not wrong, it’s natural; hell, it’s even important.
You make a thousand judgements everyday about everyone you see an that’s f*cking okay. To judge doesn’t mean to condemn, it doesn’t mean to ostracize, expatriate, or antagonize. To judge is to take an account of all the information you have available about a person and weigh it against your own personal thoughts and feelings.
If I see a creepy-looking guy in a hoodie in a dark alley way in NYC, I’m not gonna go up to him an ask him if he wants to chat. It doesn’t matter if he’s a white guy or a black guy or if he’s a talking panda, if he’s hangin’ around a dark alley way in NYC I’m going to judge that he’s not someone I should talk to. Likewise, if someone acts like an a$$hole to me, I’m not going to reserve myself and keep talking to him or her. I don’t care if their puppy just died, I’m not gonna subject myself to mistreatment because “we shouldn’t judge people”.
Also, to judge is not to indiscriminately assign value and carve a label in some marble plaque that’s embedded in a person’s back … Judging is a constant and continual evaluation and re-evaluation of ten million tiny variables; it is an active verb, one that constitutes a certain doing and it therefore is unending. You judge, and re-judge, over and over and over again.
Judgement is perfectly natural and acceptable. Giving people a second chance is also natural. If someone’s puppy dies and they act like an a$$hole, I’m perfectly validated in walking away. When we next see each other, if I ignore them on the basis of my past judgement, I’m the a$$hole, because rather than judging them on how they are I’m labeling them with a previous assessment.
People are different every day of their lives, because every morning the world wakes up with new rules to play by. Judging is not bad, but not understanding what judgement is means that no one will ever break free of the cliche dogma of the times we live in.