Gayblogs. I blame Butchie for this. I also blame him for pointing me to "Generation X-Pose", the blog of a radical Christian fundamentalist who, among other ridiculous things, believes that homosexuality is a perversion. She even posted a pic of a bumper sticker reading "eliminate perversion". Genocide is funny!
This got me thinking about homosexuality. Whenever I come across debates on this topic, there are a few things that always come up, but I think people (on both sides of the issue) often miss the point. Let me blab for a while about three aspects of one of these issues: Choice.
First: Is it a choice? Usually, it comes down to homophobes saying being gay is a choice, and homophiles saying it's not a choice. I am indeed straight, so perhaps I'm not qualified to comment on this (though apparently everyone reading my blog is), but I think it is obvious that being gay is not a conscious choice. You don't even need scientific evidence to figure this out...a simple thought experiment will do.
Try this: Imagine yourself being of the opposite sexual orientation than you are, and (this is key), enjoying it. If you're a straight dude, imagine yourself sucking on another dude's dick and loving it. If you're a straight female, imagine being extremely happy about burying your face in a nice wet vagina. Can you do it? Not just imagining doing it, but LIKING it? Can you just turn a switch back and forth that determines your preference? I doubt it. I certainly can't. And therefore it can't be a choice. If a straight person can't choose to be gay, how can a gay person choose to be straight? And if you can imagine it, then you're bisexual. Congratulations, your choices for a partner just doubled.
Second: People say that if it's not a choice, it must be genetic. This is not true. Genetics and choice do not go hand in hand. People can have characteristics which were not put there by genetics, but which they did not choose to possess either. Many people are afraid of clowns. They were not born afraid of clowns, but neither did they choose to be afraid. More likely, it's bad experiences with clowns (the movie "It") and clown-like things (Carrot Top). Certainly nobody said to themselves, "hey, I think I'll choose to have a clown phobia today". They would be no more likely to do that than to choose to be gay in a world where the insane hateful woman from the blog above exists.
I'm not saying this parallels homosexuality at all (there is evidence of a genetic contribution to it [one example]), I just mean to point out that something being a choice and something being determined by genes are not mutually exclusive.
Third: My previous two points are actually irrelevant. It doesn't matter if being gay is a choice or not. Why should I, or anyone else, care what people rub their genitals against in the privacy of their homes? It doesn't affect me. Even if sexual orientation is a completely conscious, deliberate "lifestyle" choice (it's not, but if it was), who cares? I'm not gonna say "don't judge people"...that's stupid...judge people who do bad things to you. Judge people who do bad things to other people. But don't judge people based on one aspect of their life which is, for the most part, private, and even the public aspects don't affect anybody but the people involved.
I prefer Pepsi to Coke, but I really don't give a shit if other people drink Coke in their homes. I don't even care if I see them drinking Coke in public. If my religion had a bible that told people to drink Pepsi, hey, the Coke drinkers are the ones going to hell. They chose their preference, right? Has nothing to do with me. Besides, my religion is probably wrong...It's one among hundreds, so what are the odds that mine got everything right? Not good. Maybe us Pepsi drinkers are the ones going to hell.
Conclusion: Kill all gay people. Oops, I mean, Conclusion: Don't treat people badly based on their sexual orientation, whether it's a choice or not, and it's not.
Wow...I spent an hour writing this when I should have been working on my thesis. Ah well, it's good to get these thoughts out of my brain.