If you were a Samaritan in old times, you were not considered to be the best kind of person. It was an insult to those of mixed origin. But, it was the Samaritan, out of all the people who passed by the beaten and bruised man, who showed us how to be a good neighbor. Who are we shutting out of our lives because of a predetermined precedent? who are the neighbors that we think least of that we need the most?