I will not hold your hand while your trying to sneak into other people’s bedrooms. If your life lacks excitement, I suggest focusing on fearing spiders rather than people you know nothing about. It’s as stimulating for the imagination if not more. Or is “arachnophobia” more difficult to spell than “homophobia”? Yes, we all make our choices, in terms of spelling and bedroom games. But would you find it amusing if someone tried to convince you that the love and passion you feel for your partner is perverse? If they kept asking you where’s the difference between what you feel and paedophilia (another Greek word)? Are you outraged as I say this? Rightly so. I’m just repeating what you said. Now try and do it in front of the mirror. Dear homophobe, proudly embracing this label, you are crudely offensive and incredibly pig-headed. Do you really think you’re so attractive that all the gay people out there are after you? Don’t worry, they are not even remotely interested. More than that: I can assure you that once all the toads and snakes start dripping from your mouth, no one wants you anymore. Forgive me for not rubbing your back when you deliver your tearful tale of personal trauma, but did that person really try to kiss you, or was it your desire twisting the facts? You know, if we appeal to pure logic, heterosexuality should have been outlawed ages ago, taken the staggering number of rapes every day. Don’t want logic? Then let’s listen to irrationality — you are scared. I sympathize. But fear is an issue for therapy and there are good drugs. How long will fear be an excuse for persecution? Why should your fear be so important that the world be organized around it? I will not hold your hand. Stop whining.
This is to friends, wherever on the queer continuum they place themselves, and to common sense in all this narcissistic madness. Happy Thanksgiving.
