Sympathy for the Devils, or Why I’m Going to Start Praying for the Damned Bigots

A Heathen viewpoint on compassion…

Kvasir Amongst the Gods

The puns in the title?  Every one of them was intended.

Let’s get one thing out of the way, before I go any further; I have no tolerance for racist agendas. My grandfather fought against the Nazis in World War II and my grandmother and great-grandmother both kept households free of racially motivated hatred or, indeed, hatred of any kind. Considering that they came from coal miner country and survived their during the great depression, that is a bit of an achievement. My father didn’t have the luck of being born into as tolerant of a house hold as my mother, but his perceptions on such issues ended up much the same due to the twists and turns his own life took.

The summary of this is that tolerance is, for me, a family tradition.  It is one that I follow with pride, and that is not going to change. …

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