As we progress deeper into "Their Eyes Watching God" portions of human behavior that lie within all of us are brought to light. 

Though in the southern culture, it is apparently a common occurrence to laze on one's rocking chair on wooden porches, gaping, gossiping, gasping, at anybody who thrives differently, it is a far less common and socially acceptable action in the culture which I have lived. People, at least those  I choose to consort with, do not tolerate meaningless gossip and garble. It is simply not acceptable, and one is looked down upon and shunned if they partake consistently in such a petty, selfish act. 

However little people will vocalize it, we all partake in similar thoughts, whether it be auditory our merely swimming in our head. The moment our eyes catch sight of the someone who is different, someone we don't understand, or most commonly someone who we find intimidating, our immediate defense is to draw faulty conclusion, rash speculations, childish insults. Does this occur because we are too foolish to be able to see people as they are, for what they are? Individuals, each dealing with unique battles, struggles, triumphs, virtues. Every moment in their lives, every breathe of air, every step, every word, every action amalgamated into one exclusive being, each prodigious in its own sense. How can one begin to skim the surface of the intense complexity of a human's spirit from a glance, from what they happen to be wearing that day, from the way they talk, from the isolated murmurs and crumpled notes circulating a concrete hallway? No matter how one skews it, what falsely omniscient perspective is achieved, no man is so transparent, so incredibly simple as to be summarized with a couple sentences or adjectives. Thus is the ignorance of man.