So I've been thinking about tolerance (oh boy, here it comes, I can hear you saying)
I have a few gay friends, in fact I lived with a lesbian for about a year....Sweetest person you'd ever meet. Supposedly, my religion tells me that these people are sinners and are going to hell just for being one of the 5 - 10% of the population that happens to like members of the same sex. Personally, I think as long as you are a good person, it shouldn't matter who you like, and that love is so hard to find in this world anyway, so if you find it in a guy or a girl, why should anyone give a $#!+.

It's not just sex, either. I know more than a few people that I would call "Elite-ist", people who believe their social status and education means that they are better than others. Now I don't know about you, but after I got out of college, I worked doing manual labor for a while, and I tell you these poeple are no better or worse than the white collar folk, In fact if it wasn't for garbagemen, auto mechanics and construction workers, this society would be nowhere. They may not have the education to do what I do, but I don't have the skills or know-how to do what they do, either. That's why I respect them.

...I figure that makes us about even....Can't we all just get along?

Hmm...still trying to figger out how to use this dadgum thingamadoodle. Web page design always interests me...I find some sights are intuitive and some are not. It reminds me of some of the old choose your own adventure books from way back when (somehow I always died a horrible and grisly death, I guess that shows what great life choices I make.)

Anyhow, I'm rambling as usual. I was talking to a friend the other day about how it was when we were kids at school....back in the first grade I was smarter than most of the other students (don't worry, gang it went away VERY quickly!) and so me and girl named Charelle Batts were assigned extra readings and work, so we would not get bored (and eventually disruptive, me with a crazed imagination and having read way too many comic books!) while the other classmates caugt up to us. At the time it didn't bother me, but as I think about it today it was kind of like being punished for the ability to do more. I suppose the working world is like this as well...the better you do the more responsibility, the better the likelyhood of having a nervous breakdown...The opposite of this is the military adage that they promote you to the point where you can do the least amount of damage...which is why all the real badasses are Sergeants and Lt. Colonels.

Oh well, I suppose if I could handle it in first grade, I can handle it now.

I am a total geek. I love comic books, Star Trek, Star Wars and Toys ( especially super hero and 1980's G.I. joe). However, I recently went to Chicago to Wizard World...a really big ass comic book convention and found out something....I am nowhere near as strange as a lot of these people. I Saw entire regiments of Stormtroopers, Jedi Knights, Darth Vaders, Batmen and one really good wonder woman. Now, I'm used to those kind of people, In fact I enjoy their company immensely, but my brother was with me and I think it really scared the hell out of him to see all of these "freaks", but then I went to a Cubs game with him and saw his version of the same "freaks"- die hard baseball fans who know every stat, every rule, every player who ever played the game.
....just goes to show you....we're all pretty much the same.