Accept For Me

I have to admit I have become so disheartened with the course my country and countrymen/women have taken. I have forced myself to limit the amount of media input I receive and when I do watch the evening news, I have to video record myself afterwards to gauge my frustration level so that I don't blow up and verbally assassinate my family. Where to start? First, I recently read that, in some communities,  municipal government officials have attempted to mandate acceptance through official decree. I can't even start to explain how unconstitutional this is. Last I heard, the United States Constitution protected my views and religion and gave me the tools whereby to protect them. Notice I used the past tense, long before any of us were born Americans that built America put pen to paper and set in stone our way of life and freedom. Before these Americans penned the most important document of our history, God, I can say God because it's my Blog, created this way of life. I extrapolate this theory because of the human instinct to not be held captive. This means we were created this way. I am curious how the public opinion would sway if Conservative government elects decree that all households will contain one King James Bible and a handgun. Seems foolish doesn't it? Now think how foolish it sounds to Christian Ministers that they must submit all sermons for approval and that they perform same sex wedding ceremonies or face jail time. I really don't care what an individual does behind closed doors or who they do it with, I do, however, care if someone makes me like it. Truth be told, I can hate anything or anyone I choose. I do not require license or justification to hate, dislike or discriminate against any person. I'm not a racist person at all, nor do I condone racist attitude or actions, however, I believe all people discriminate. The human brain is wired for a pack or group mentality and in the course of life, this is influenced by experience and social norms developed in the packs. I don't walk at night through a park in high crime areas by myself, not because I hate the people that might be there but because I have been attacked in this situation. The perpetrators of this assault happened to be Hispanic, this doesn't mean that I hate all Hispanics, it means that I hate the people that assaulted me. Does this story sound like it happened in an urban area? No, this assault happened in a town with less than five hundred residents and  I was eleven. I am almost certain that if everybody read this, I would be accused of hating Hispanics. Nothing could be further from the truth, some of my best friends growing up were Hispanic and a few were African Americans. That being said, I do not believe that I should be forced to accept a lifestyle that I find morally wrong. I don't hate them or wish them harm or misfortune, I just simply wouldn't accept it as natural. I have, however, been cursed at and yelled at because I have my own opinion on the subject. I have also been verbally assaulted concerning my size and weight by the same people that were upset by my opinions of morality. Brilliant!