Intolerance has been on my mind lately. Violent intolerance of the religious kind; the intolerance a friend experienced at a restaurant because of who he loves; intolerance of red or blue; intolerance of black or white. If there is one thing I can't tolerate, it's intolerance (and lactose)!
Not that its antonym, tolerance, is a very lofty ideal. Simply being tolerant of others and their views is better than seeking to annihilate them, but surely we can do better.
Tolerate one another, as I have tolerated you?
I choose love.