Discuss Amongst Yourselves

Most everyone knows it's been a few, what's the word, suckified days here at the Colony, so we thought we should discuss what has been in short supply:
tol·er·ance
For the first (and last) time, we are moderating anonymous comments. Anon on! We're not big on censorship around here, so it's easy to make it through. You can express any opinion as long as you don't insult, attack, mock or belittle others. You can disagree with any opinion as long as you don't insult, attack, mock or belittle others. Heck, you can even swear as long as it's not at each other. No personal attacks.
If you're not anon, the same rules apply, and if you violate them, you will be promptly deleted. Can you tell we're a little sensitive right now? It'll pass.
If you're new, welcome! If you're a regular, we'll be back to normal next week. Because guess what? This is our joint.
Intolerance in the First Person (by Heather G.)
Mrs. G 
For Jen: The Coxification of G
Last night I resigned (after many months) as one of Pioneer Woman’s regular homeschooling contributors. I was sad to resign because I love writing about the subject of homeschooling to a large group of readers and because Ree was benevolent in inviting me to be a part of her enormously popular blog and because girlfriend paid me good money for those posts—there are emotional and financial consequences to my decision.
Religion,
hate,
intolerance,
trolls Be Powered by Responsibility (by Urban Cowgirl)

Internet,
Kindness,
Urban Cowgirl On Privilege and Skin: Don’t avoid me—I genuinely want to talk (by Aaryn Belfer)

As most readers know, mine is a blended family. And while skin color is not my focus when going about my day-to-day life—when I’m praising and disciplining, wiping and nagging, feeding and doting and generally loving up on my kid—it would be a lie to say I don’t see skin color. I see it every day.
Or, it’s not so much that I see it, per se, since I’m not talking about light-passing-through-retina-to-optic-nerve kind of seeing. It’s more of a perpetual existential awareness of race, in general, and of white privilege, in particular.
To My Good Christian Sisters: Ten Tips For Making Friends and Influencing People (by Melanie)
Let's be frank: Christianity has not been well-represented 'round these parts the past few days. In the name of God and Jesus and Courtney Cox, ugly, ugly things have been said. And though I am a Christian myself (a Catholic girl cum college-age humanist cum Quaker Sunday School teacher), I am painfully sympathetic to just how alienated many people feel by well-meaning-ish Christian soldiers.
Yalda (by Minnesota Matron)

Sunday, the Matron was making friends with her elliptical machine while listening to Krista Tippett’s Speaking of Faith on National Public Radio. Tippett was interviewing journalist Richard Wright, who makes a sort of staggering argument in his new book The Evolution of God. Evolution + God is precisely Wright’s point. Wright argues that as we evolve as a species, we will necessarily evolve toward the divine; he believes that all religions should be seen as road maps attempting to harness and funnel our natural evolutionary –Darwinian, even—call toward building a global collective of unity and support. Peace. Wright tops off his analysis with the assessment that religion only gets into trouble when politics and economics come into play: politics and economics can be fingered as the real source of ‘religious’ strife and intolerance. It’s about money, land and power---not eternity.
Yours truly really liked Wright’s analysis because it reminded her of a story and a lesson.
Minnesota Matron,
Peace G-spot: Hello Stranger (by Kizz)
The Bedroom 
G-spot,
Kizz,
Relationships,
Sex,
movies Mutual Respect 'R Us (Is the way it should be) (by Jenn)

Question of the Day 3/9/2010 (by Kizz)
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I wrote a few weeks ago about being treated shabbily by a friend. My first instinct was to get some perspective from someone who knew both parties. I hoped she'd have my back but I honestly wanted to be sure that I wasn't being over sensitive and blowing the incident out of proportion. That someone is a sister, not by blood but by her actions and she came out of the gate with both metaphorical fists swinging. She let me know in no uncertain terms that were judgment day to come she'd be right there beside me telling off this person who hurt me. She made it clear that I didn't have to defend myself, because she had that covered.
She is a hero.
When was the last time someone unequivocally had your back?


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