Tolerance

tol·er·ate [toluh-reyt]

–verb (used with object), -at·ed, -at·ing.

1. to allow the existence, presence, practice, or act of without prohibition or hindrance; permit.
2. to endure without repugnance; put up with: I can tolerate laziness, but not incompetence.
3. Medicine/Medical. to endure or resist the action of (a drug, poison, etc.).
4. Obsolete. to experience, undergo, or sustain, as pain or hardship.

 


[Origin: 1525–35; < L tolerātus, ptp. of tolerāre to bear (akin to thole2); see -ate1]

tol·er·a·tive, adjective

tol·er·a·tor, noun

2. support, accept.

Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)
Based on the Random House Unabridged Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2006.

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It’s been bothering me a whole lot… this thing about religion and the beliefs of others. Tyra Banks did a witchcraft themed show and I could see and feel (if that was still possible) intolerance coming from the participants of the talk show. Especially from the witch-turned-Christian girl.

Come to think of it, I used to be that girl. Intolerant with a sour taste permanently in my mouth. Then I have this scrunched up face the whole day long for weeks and weeks to come. That was how I was until I delved into different religions of the world. Not really that deep. Just enough to know that they’re all practically the same. They are more the same than different.

I wonder why people keep having this air of intolerance about them. It certainly doesn’t make anyone’s life easier. Especially not theirs. Tolerance, respect. I wish they’d learn what those two words are… then work on them and put them into practice.

However, I know there’s this duality of life thing. I must admit that I am divided on the issue of tolerance. Especially when it’s universal values we’re talking about. Yes, I do believe there are universal values. Like love and respect (there it is again) and those kinds of values. So when those get offended, I say be prepared for the distant look, cold shoulder treatment.

I dunno. It’s just weird with pride surging through my metaphorical blood stream. Forgive me for boring you guys. For confuzzling you. Still not saner than when I started writing here again. Still getting familiar with the new me. And her crazy ideas.

Peace out.

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