In the "guilt versus grace" discussion it seems that most people have a deep sensitivity about their own guilt, flaws, and inadequacies. Most of us don't need to be told we are hypocrites; we already know this about ourselves. We can identify with the feelings expressed by Jules Feiffer in his poem first published in The Village Voice.

I felt like a fraud,
So I learned to fly an airplane.
At 50,000 feet I thought,
"A fraud is flying an airplane.”
So I crossed the Atlantic in a rowboat.
I docked at Cherbourg.
And I thought,
"A fraud has crossed the Atlantic in a rowboat."
So I took a space shot to the moon.
On the way home I thought,
"A fraud has circled the moon.”
So I took a full page ad in the newspaper,
And confessed to the world that I was a fraud.
I read the ad and thought—
"A fraud is pretending to be honest.”