One time, my dad, fully serious, said to me that homosexuality didn’t exist in nature outside of humans.
It was like finding out that you have a below average penis.
My stomach dropped in shame when I was so starkly faced with the mental faculties of one of my biological guardians I had been raised by. Was I staring at my limit?
What about those other kids, whose parents are educated and empathetic and who will ask real probing questions and can answer them? Will my facilities slow to a crawl soon, to keep pace with my genetic fate?
Are these fears so average that I should bow my head in the river, afraid to even express them, lest I be confronted by the entire history of humanity?
Maybe biological nature isn’t everything, maybe fate isn’t real and change is truly in our hands, ready to be molded, potentially even into chaos.
“Better stupid than dead”, huh? It’s staring right back at me, blankly, waiting for me.
When the people who disagree with mountains turn out to be mountains themselves it becomes downright hilarious.
These gay mountains are so gay.
This half assed analogy is cracking me up
Trying to watch my calories so it’s only half ones for a while.
Long time ago, group of friends and I were eating late night food at a diner. Talking about lots of stuff and one of them turned to the topic of homosexuality as one of our friends just came out.
Only other customer in the room was a lady reading a book. When we spoke of homosexuality she simply mumbled, “I don’t believe in that.” and we said, “… What?” she says, “I don’t believe that homosexuality is a real thing.”
Gay bro pipes up and says he’s a living breathing example. They got into it for a bit and it was so long ago that I don’t remember how it went. I think she left out of frustration.
Weird times.
As an aside, there is really something magical about late night diners. Something timeless and almost invigorating about how mundane and dreamlike those experiences always are.
Even just the notion of butting into a conversation with that, wtf. Must’ve felt it was her chance to proselytise.
Yeah, me and my wife are still married. No amount of random bystander disagreement will change that.
Partnership is a very grassroots thing. It predates modern humans, and it will persist long after. An organization that fails to recognize self-defined partnerships is self defeating. I might as well argue that my own feet don’t exist.
You think there’s always been gay people? Even in ancient Greece? Sure, let’s just pretend all those hairy daddy bears weren’t wrestling each other for totally heterosexual reasons.
When everyone was gay… noone was
People are stupid
Now, religious people are a special breed of stupid.
They choose to believe in things they know aren’t true, and they call it faith.
And that’s how they think everyone else comes to their own conclusions about reality as well. They think we’re taking the existence of homosexuality on faith, which is why they think they’re making some kind of point when they say they don’t believe in that.
Like a demented orobouros. I’ve found that many people project themselves upon the world, in order to explain it. As I’ve grown up, I’ve wanted to say that that has lessened, but it absolutely doesn’t seem to have done anything but gotten clearer and more obvious. Maybe that, itself, is me projecting.
I believe that for a person to have unshakeable faith in objective reality, even despite all of the scientific and philosophical evidence and logic against it, speaks to an unnaturally feeble state of mind which has been cultivated in our society by the rich and powerful as a means of control. Human beings are not naturally so willfully ignorant; it must be trained from a young age.
Actually, homosexuality is a social construct and is not objective. In Ancient Greece and Rome, there was no homosexuality. Men having sex with men was considered quite normal, personal preference or attraction didn’t come into it. But for a man to take it in the butt from his social inferior was taboo in the same way homosexuality has been in much of the modern age. It was considered a deviant and unusual preference, much like being gay.






