My mother always told me, "It is never the oppressor who is your worst enemy, it is the person standing next to you."
I never believed her until I worked for a place where several people wanted to join the union. One of the people who declared himself for the idea gathered up all the names of those involved, and those who knew about it but were not involved (but did not report it) -- and turned them into the boss who fired us all.
His only reward was he was allowed to continue to work there -- without a union and few if any friends.
On the other hand every Deaf person I've had close personal contact with has been someone I like and admire.
