Tolerating the Tolerators. or What the World Needs Now...
I have been reading hubs for months. I find that I have become addicted to them. I often find myself succumbing to inaction, due to overreaction (my own). I wanted to leave a comment to a beautifully written hub. But what do I say? “Nice hub” seems too shallow, seeing as though I am largely unknown amongst all but one of the Hubbers, and have not gained the respect that so many “Hubbers” have (and deserve) for each other. I started to write my comment, and found it too long. It veered off to the left somewhere. I am prone to ramble with my head in the clouds.
I was introduced to religion kind of late in my childhood. About 4th grade when I was sent to a Lutheran school. I was sent for the academics, not the religion, but my parents let me make up my own mind. I had heard the term “God” before, but that was that. Oh my, all of this new stuff that I did not know. I had to catch up with the other kids. By 6th grade I was asked if I believed without a doubt in my heart. I asked myself, “Did I?” To me, that meant that I did not.
I read the bible front to back, thought, pondered, re-read. Started asking myself about the old testament Jewish aspect. I found out that they left so much of that out. Looked hard at Judaism. This brought about questions of history and politics. My best friend was Catholic. I looked into that. I eventually became a total atheist.
But one day, I felt that there may be more out there. I then looked into Eastern and Earth based religions.
I have found people in each group, in which that religion worked for them. Truly. Not just professing. You could see it in their eyes, their body language. I seemed to find that they were also the ones most accepting of others and their beliefs. I have found my own feelings, my own beliefs. And they work for me. I also believe that if what you have found, if anything , works for you, then it is true.
The word tolerance.
I have the slightest issue with the word tolerance. Tolerance is a strange word. To be endured. It seems to imply annoyance, which will not be punished.
How much can you tolerate before your resistance can resist no more? With all of our words, they evolve.
Tolerance it seems, has certainly evolved. As a noun tolerance means “the quality of accepting other people's rights to their own opinions, beliefs, or actions."
In the 1953 Unabridged Webster’s New 20th Century Dictionary:
1. To suffer to be or to be done without prohibition or hindrance; to allow or permit negatively, by not preventing; not restrain.
1. The act of tolerating; allowance given to that which is not wholly approved.
Catch words and catch phrases take on new meanings. I find it funny that I refer to all tissue paper (the type for cleaning ones proboscis, dabbing at a tear) as Kleenex. (Obviously a marketing strategy that was successful). I must not have evolved as quickly as the word because I still find a stigma applied to the word tolerance.
My wife (love her dearly) also finds that she feels that the word has a limiting stigma attached to it. She brought this up to me a few months ago after hearing something on NPR in favor of “Tolerance”. ..
Tolerating the Tolerators and Certain Digression.
I, having already thought of it, mulled it over, and forgot about it: In essence “tolerating” those liberals of whom were currently rattling the saber for more “tolerance” and finally accepting their term for it, decided to take up the position of devils advocate.
I took up their saber, and argued her to the teeth like a true zealot, as if she did not get the point. As if this was too big an issue for her to bring down with a small “technicality”.
Sometimes I can’t help myself in that department. I love a good debate, even if I don’t fully believe the cause; I tend to enjoy trying to bend people to my point.
She was running out of ways to avoid the obstacles that I threw down in her path, but would not budge. (Did I say how much I love that woman?) She actually looked at me with a kind of sadness in her eyes, like “how could you of all people not get this?”
I felt bad for having gone too far, since I had already come to the same conclusion as she did earlier, and knew that she did not enjoy debating. Especially my style. I felt, and still do feel ashamed for carrying on so. (Sorry Hun, couldn’t help it) But I digress.
What the World Needs NOW
I feel the world needs to accept. Totally. Not just religions, but color, race, sexual orientation and political leanings to name a few. But like Bob Wily, Baby steps. Tolerance is great start.
I believe that the human race will not be accepting till the world falls apart, much like in Star Trek, when the world was almost reduced to tribalism before uniting.
I feel that if we don’t start accepting, it may come to that. I have utopian dreams, but pessimistic views on the human race. I just feel that after thousands of years, we could have come farther as a species. It must just be in our nature.
That being said, the world could use a whole lot of tolerance. And I hope that the current marketing strategy for tolerance pays off.
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