Someone might still call me with horrible names, but I don't care that much anymore. Instead of making other people tolerate or accept you, why do we need people to accept or tolerate us in the first place? I found that funny when people post things out and yell about intolerance, I thought they want to be seen as the different one, or the specal one. All great artist and writers in history are appeared as weird or abnormal, they also doesn't care that much about what people said about them. If they care so much how on earth they can write or paint something so different compare to everyone? If Vincent Van Gogh cared so much about how people criticize his style and changes it, we won't even know his name today.
I think we need to learn how to chill and most important, learn to grow a backbone and be an adult. Those crying babies who yell about intolerance reminds me of those little snitch in kindergarten, "Miss Katy, Peter just pulled my hair!" "Miss Katy, Danny said I am ugly!" "Mr. James, Sara said boys can't join their tea party!"of course some brought that attitude to their adulthood, personally I can't believe this is really happening in the civilized countries. Are we so civilized that taking care of people's feelings and thought is more important than putting off the fire that's burning in our backyard?
Think people, your heart has the strongest muscle in your body, don't turn it into a fragile glass heart.