T'Pol realizes an uncomfortable truth.

Author: Madeleine

"Many primitive prejudices existed in Vulcan's early history.  One tribe or clan might attack others, believing itself superior to them.  I had thought us more civilized now, but it has become clear we are not."  T'Pol stared glumly down at her almost untouched dinner plate.  "The practice of mindmelding is merely a different way of communicating and experiencing the universe.  It should be accepted, just as we accept and value other differences among individuals."

Trip, chewing his last mouthful of pecan pie, considered his answer for a moment.

"Intolerance seems to be a common failin' of all the sentient races."