Hypocrisy

Hypocrisy. If there is one thing that I hate, it is hypocrisy. I have recently had to deal with more than my fair share of hypocrisy. There was a wedding in the family recently and somehow I find that it is ocassions such as these that bring out the worst in people.
The mother of the bride, has in my opinion reached such an pinacle of hypocrisy that, I wonder sometimes if she sees two images of herself reflected in the mirror. Not since Tommy Lee Jones portrayal of Batman's nemesis 'Two-Face' have I ever seen such mind boggling double-dealing. A minute with her and she would have you believing she is the reincarnation of Mother Theresa and the victim of malicious scheming the likes of which Joan of Arc had never faced.
The truth is, I've learnt to keep a civil tongue nowadays. Five years ago, most of her raving would have earned her a sharp tongued put down while some of her more venomous remark may even have earned a slap in the face. As it was I let her remarks slide and seethed over it instead. So here's my question. Does that make me a hypocrite?
Just Me.