The great vice

I was reading here about the question of why mothers are so judgmental of each other. I wondered this about myself--why am so indignant at the sight of people doing things wrong, like using formula, or disposable diapers, or using time outs before the age of four and a half, or having kids too close together, or having kids too far apart.... If everyone were like me, wouldn't the world be better?

Of course it would. But why don't we just live and let live? I think Ezra Taft Benson answered the question well in his seminal talk on pride.

"The proud make every [wo]man their adversary by pitting their intellects, opinions, works, wealth, talents, or any other worldly measuring device against others. In the words of C. S. Lewis: “Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man. … It is the comparison that makes you proud: the pleasure of being above the rest. Once the element of competition has gone, pride has gone.” (Mere Christianity, New York: Macmillan, 1952, pp. 109–10.)"

What do you think?