Okay. I understand tolerance. I do. I'm a tolerant person. When some dumb wench gets in front of me with twenty cans of peas in the 12 items or less aisle? I smile graciously and say nothing. When people won't let me into traffic, I wait patiently for an opening and pray for the little buggers, who are obviously going somewhere very important in an awful hurry. When persons possessed of obvious incompetence, ignorance, or bad breeding cross my path, I reward their embarassing behaviours with patience and old-fashioned condescension. (Not the modern, "Looking down my nose at you" version of the word, but the classic, graciousness-and-compassion-dispensing version thereof.) Embracing the spirit of "judge not, lest ye be judged" and "Do unto others as you'd have them do unto you," I always try to give folks the benefit of the doubt. It's the manner in which I was brought up to behave.
But C'mon.... Piglet is somehow religiously offensive? Piglet??
http://relapsedcatholic.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-bulging-go-back-where-you-came.htmlI love the Relapsed Catholic's suggestion to go boldly forth and post our pigs. In the spirit of solidarity, allow me to spam this space.
Our Hero:
Another Great Pig of Literature:
Modern Pop Culture Pig:
And the most important pig of all...
And in case you need help cooking your pig, you can't go wrong with one of these:
Although my Mamau would surely recommend you buy one of these instead:
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