I have no Tolerance

Today is Pride day in Belleville.
It's a pretty banner day in that Belleville is a small town with many small town ideals. So today is pretty damned exciting.
Unfortunately I cannot attend the parade as I had hoped to support my friends and the community at large in celebrating the achievements and strides the LGBTQ community has made.

In lieu of my attendance here is my stance.

I do not Tolerate the rights of the LGBTQ community.

tol·er·ate  

/ˈtäləˌrāt/

Verb Allow the existence, occurrence, or practice of (something that one does not necessarily like or agree with) without interference. Accept or endure (someone or something unpleasant or disliked) with forbearance.

To Tolerate this group of people and their struggle for equality and acceptance means that I endure them. 

I absolutely do not endure them. 

I celebrate them.

I cheer them.

I embrace them.

Love is a precious thing. Real love is a rare thing. Love among a statistical minority is a miraculous thing. It means that against great odds two people who are right for each other have found each other. They have dedicated themselves to each other despite oppositions from society and possibly those close to them. 

They risk stigmatisation and prejudice and violence to be who they are and love who they love.

Who am I to merely endure such brave, honest people? I'd be a fool is what. 

My mama didn't raise no fools.

So happy pride day my friends. Celebrate how far you've come. Dance, sing, love. Wear the rainbow proudly.