From the outside, the Amish in one community might all appear the same, and it appears to be a loving, accepting, forgiving environment.
Being a part of the Amish it looks quite different. Everyone is aware that not everyone is the same, and so far every community I have ever lived in had underlings.
Underlings weren't well accepted by the rest of the community. Their opinions counted for nothing, and it seemed no matter how much they tried they weren't well accepted and would often be in some kind of trouble simply because of who they were, and the family name they carried.
It was hard for the children from an underling family to find someone to court and marry. The family name was hard to shake, no matter how sweet or upstanding they were. Unless they moved to a community where their underling reputation was unknown they were fated to have a more miserable life