tolerance to the extreme

So I can like women who're really different from me in some ways, without judging, holding them to my standards, blah blah blah. But last night, this was on another level... Over dinner, i argued with the woman I'm seeing about whether or not lalas in China who are forced to get married by family deserve sympathy or not. She actually said, "if they can't stand up to societal pressure, isn't willing to sacrifice their life for love, then they don't deserve happiness!" My God she's cold. And I think it's even weirder for her to sit there, talking as if she had nothing to do w/ queerness at all... She said bi's are terrible, can't make up their mind. So when i rhetorically asked her back, what is she then? she easily freed herself from this label, by saying that because she has given up on love altogether, so it doesn't matter what her sexual orientation is anymore. And weirder still, is that after this debate, I could have great sex w/ her... Apparently I can sleep w/ people with bad politics just fine (I still have a limit though. Her bad politics isn't the kind that actively hurts ppl; it's not hateful conservatives).

On New Year's Eve, I met a bunch of real Bu Fen's. And one of them, this beautiful woman Juan Juan, told me that:"do you know, this road we walk, as lala's, will actually be really sad when you walk it to the end." She didn't know I had anything non-Chinese in my life; she was speaking to me as just another, young, Chinese lala, and she told me that her current girlfriend is bi, that bi's are not dependable, that all bi's will get married, and thus she will be alone... but she has made up her mind, so what if she will grow old completely alone? she's decided to walk this road and she will persist to the end. I felt she was incredible, admirable. A few hours later, though, she was hella drunk, and sitting in the middle of the road, crying, while I tried to get a taxi to take her home. She was crying because, she's going to grow old all by myself... To see all this vulnerability in front of me, exhibited by such a strong person, I only wish I could do something to help, if I could offer myself or something... but that's unrealistic.