I Struggle With Tolerating Intolerance (ironic, Isn't It?)
I am a very tolerant person. I see the differences between people and things as something to be embraced. Life would be so uninteresting if people didn't follow different religions or lifestyles, or if there was only one type of music or literature. You are who your are, you do what you do and you think what you think because it was meant to be, as far as I'm concerned.
My hypocracy comes when I must encounter someone who is intolerent. While I understand that religion, life experiences and upbringing have much to do with why people may not tolerate those around them who may be different in a certain way, it is still completely alien to me. I find that the reason I tolerate and accept so much is because I can find some way to understand whatever it is I am encountering. But when I encounter someone who is intolerant of someone because of their religion, sexual identity, ethnicity or any other differences, I am immediatly filled with the belief that I am better than they are because I can accept those people for who they are.
In a way, I suppose, I become just as bad.