In this instance, Jesus was faced with the unbearable hypocrisy of those who claimed to worship the True God being reduced to tricksters and finger-pointers because they couldn’t begin to entertain the notion that this was their long-awaited Messiah and that He might prefer the company of drunkards and fishermen to their own spotless dinner parties.  And this is what gets me– Jesus’ anger was mingled with grief. Even in the midst of calling them out for the lunacy of their treatment of fellow souls, he mourned that they would never understand the freedom they could have experienced if they could just set down their pride and certainty long enough to accept it.