With each passing sunrise, and knowing we all are allotted an unknown gifted quantity of them, this is your generations struggle with the Inkerbell mass of booger eating Lennox types championing tolerance that'd make Antonio Gramsci call himself a proud upcoming GOP leader.  Will folks, the crusty old bastards like me be there in your corner with you to help pushing them back?  Oh, Hell yes.  It is in my personal interest to do so until I depart this beautiful blue sphere, however, it is also in my interest to sustain the instilled values, and principles that I was raised with, and if this new generation does not get with that program soon, well, then, I only have so many gifted sunrises remaining.  You'd be surprised how easy it would be for me to make the needle no longer move.  Enjoy the last step into a thousand years of darkness that Reagan spoke about.