UPDATE

Please read as a companion to my original posting and comment on them as a whole. Thank you!



Mrs. Bennett used to say that a teenager only has an attention span of 12 minutes. Therefore, this should be ok since it is only a 5:45 minute video. Please watch, because it is the reason that spurred this addition to the blog, and I agree with it wholeheartedly. And I could never articulate my position the way he does so elequently.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9PVJlnvVeSM&feature=related

(not a link, please copy/paste)


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Assuming you've all been enlightened...



The definition of tolerance has most certainly been changed. In it's TRUE nature, you must first agree with something before you can tolerate it. However, in today's society, everyone seems to believe that you can't call anyone wrong (because it might hurt their feelings or something...)

That's not tolerance. And those of us who have the courage to say, I understand where you're coming from, but I think you are wrong, are persecuted. It is OUR opinion of your wrongness that is being intolerated. Therefore, as Mr. Carson points out, we are faced with the intolerance of tolerance.

Something we all tend to advocate is trying to understand things from other's points of view. However, I would venture to say that only half of people practice what we preach on an average basis. When the argument or debate goes towards the favor of your opinion, we come away feeling the argument was fair and introspective. However, when your point of view comes on the losing end, our opinion of the experience tends to swing the other way?

Is there a way to avoid this? Is this, perhaps, the reason we feel the strong need to defend ourselves? In the little issues, I would agree.

However, I would like to close in the same way as my previous entry, by pointing out the Center of many lives, and of my own.

As I understood in class, Modernism was an attempt to eliminate a Center in our lives. This, to me, is very sad. And not in the "sad" we say over the internet to mean we don't agree, but truly sad. It worries me.

In my own life, my center is God. It can easily be argued, just by looking at me and by myself, that my friends, family, music and writing should fall in the center as well.

However, when I can't find comfort in music, where do I go?

When I can't fall into literature, where do I go?

When I fight with my friends, who do I turn to?

When I fight with my family, who's left THEN?

This is why I will qualify God as the true center of my life. Someone I can rely on to love me always and never be mad, who I can base decisions on. What leads me to be sad at humanity's lack of drive. Even secular ones. It is why I pray for those I love. Why I always try to see the good in everyone, and will ALWAYS consider your opinions, even if, in the end, all I can offer you is a friendly smile and tolerance.


Andrea

PS> my commenting on all of these blogs will be Diminuendo, the title of my novel. So, don't be confused. I created my blogger account before Lit. ^^;