Thankfully, in school, however, we had Debate Club. So, I am open to disagreement, but have a really hard time with stupidity. Go figure. I do have my limits. You know, like the people who don't believe in dinosaurs as if the bones are not really appearing every day. Somehow, I guess, they are being planted.

I thank, Will, Magistrate, Nadine and so many others for their wonderful contributions to DU; also our leaders and the owners of this forum, for the many years of relevance they added to my life. But, I also will admit to missing people who used to post here, in particular, Nance Greggs, Hannah Bell, and the list goes on.

I believe we have to guard against becoming what we dislike. Intolerance certainly is the right of people who come to this forum, but, it won't necessarily keep them from being banned.

Perhaps we need a Cooling Off Group. People who just go too far, but don't realize it, could go here for a few months to angst with other similar people, and could then leave DU of their own accord or could accept the lesson in intolerance.

For the dear departed members of DU that we loved and miss, we owe more consideration to posters we do not agree with. I am very afraid of intolerance, can you tell?

Honestly, they're indispensable, as far as I am concerned. I love the way they hug, smile, and treat me like a scoop-able bit of fluff, and call me princess. Honestly, there are wonderful feelings we get only from them. They are much stronger than I am, and though I could probably learn to work on machines, use a weedeater, etc., I really would rather not. I don't like ladders, I don't like bugs, snakes, grasshoppers, well, you get it.

Their charm can be infectious and make my day. They do work a lot better after being trained, however. I truly love men. I also had big brothers who socked hell out of any out-of-line creep, and my brothers called me princess too, when they weren't telling on me for stealing.

I think, even though there are exceptions, we were made for each other.

I get very angry when that familiar ad comes on with the country song, "Say a Prayer for Peace" asking for donations for the poor soldiers who have been injured physically and mentally by war waged by the rich for their interests.

Donations should not be asked of people who hated the war and tried to stop it, or from families that believed it was for our "freedoms" and have no idea that this is simply a play on words to induce sympathy and open pocketbooks.

The rich should pay and the VA should take care of them as promised. Let's see, our social security and other taxes paid for the billions wasted, for the huge permanent embassy compound that's actually a gilded city with a huge wall surrounding it. We don't hear much about that glorious city these days, and the list goes on.

How many of us also sent supplies to our soldiers? Wonder why? Their food was horrible because it was outsourced, etc., etc., etc., and they didn't have proper equipment and were burning up in the desert. Goodness, is the desert hot or something? Don't even get me started on the war in Afghanistan. Eleven years there and we actually thought we should wage a war in a country that has never been conquered, where their soldiers simply go up their mountains where the air is very hard for our soldiers to breathe. We knew that and did train some soldiers in the mountains, but not enough to make a real difference. For God sake, let women run the damn government. Men have conquered the United States, I just don't know who the overlords are, or do I?