Sure, I admit it. I'm guilty of intolerance of somethings. Who isn't? But I try to be tolerant of people. When the become rude or insulting, I turn them off. Simple. They'll spread lies, rumors...The truth will out.
One fellow on Twitter is giving me a time...doesn't want to talk to GOP, at all...I pointed out some stuff, he responded...I asked for an example of what he was saying. But he tells me to go look it up. Well, I don't know what he's thinking about; how am I to look it up? Why won't he say? Because, probably, he knows that I'll be able to puncture holes in his argument. You know the old saying right? "I've made up my mind, don't confuse me with facts!"
In the spirit, I wrote a short Twitter poem.
Consider it, AS I SEE IT... this little poem about tolerance rings true.
TOLERANCE, TOLERANCE, that is the key.
I tolerate you, but you don't tolerate me.
So, I don't tolerate you, and we have a war....
Soon we're both tolerant, because We are No More.
It's a statement on hatred. It's a statement on war. And like it or not, it's the Truth. Not just the truth as i see it, but a full-fledged universal. And TRUTH, YES, TRUTH NEVER CHANGES.