No Longer Tolerant of Tolerance

Now that I'm older, I'm pretty much set in my ways. I'm tired of pompous and pretentious ideologues telling me what to do and how to think. I hate all this political-correctness crap! We've abandoned free thinking and turned into a nation of infectious, cool-aid drinking zealots. I'm tired of exercising tolerance beyond the point of reason. I never liked it, but I gave it a chance. Now I've decided I'm not going to play that game any more. It's leading us to ruin.

Here are a couple of my latest gripes. I bring them up only because the new administration has once again thrust them into the limelight.

1. I am pro-life as a rule, but would allow for exceptions to that rule as each circumstance may require. I don't believe that broad-based, sweeping legislation should determine this delicate issue. It's simply too complicated, and it involves so much more than the individual rights of the mother.
   
2. I tolerate gay rights, but do not support gay marriage. Some will label me homophobic, others will not. I simply yearn for the day when members of the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community (did I leave anyone out?), and yes, even heterosexuals, decide to keep their sex lives private. I don't want to hear about what people do, where they do it, nor with whom and how often they do it. And I damn sure don't want my grand kids to hear about it either.