Tolerance. Why would you make a title out of being tolerant? When you claim to be tolerant with people who have a different religion/sexual orientation/color/political view than yourself, it doesn't make you bigger. It makes them smaller. It turns them into something that has (or doesn't have) to be tolerated. Endured. Suffered. Something like an annoying, buzzing fly that you choose not to crush with the newspaper.
The people to whom your generous, open-minded self is offering tolerance do not ask for your permission to exist. They simply do. The way they can. The way they know how to. It's not tolerance they need. But rather the respect that every human being deserves.
You call yourself tolerant? You should know that the top of the Olympus is a lonely place.
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