" Oh! spite of million villains, this makes me a bigot in the fadeless fidelity of man! —and a black! and crazy! —but methinks like-cures-like applies to him too; he grows so sane again."
It's a whole different kind of fear to think that your kid could be, I almost don't want to say it out loud, a perpetrator, a racist, a sexist, a bigot, somebody who could even be susceptible to these ideas.
" Without art, " he writes, " our ability to think, to see freshly, and to renew our world would wither and die." He decries the " false narratives" of bigots and autocrats and extols openness and debate.
That would just be like, oh, if you even say something, you know, if you bring up the crime rate in Chicago, you're basically a bigot because other people could take this and run with it.