Well, here we are now. Now we’re all on the big gay bandwagon. The civil rights struggle of this generation, you say?
No, not actually. Civil rights is for people born the way they are, not for learned behaviour. It’s seems to me like the case of Rachel Dolezal, who learned to think of herself as black, as a reaction to years of cultural exposure. I see no harm in that. But if she were to claim the rights of an oppressed minority when actually being about as black as chalk, that would be one step too bizarre.
Now, we’ve had an entire class of people claiming victimization because of a lack of rights and privelages extended to them because of a learned behaviour. Homosexuality is a choice, not a biological destiny. It doesn’t deserve the same level of rights and protections as a real civil rights cause. All the court decisions in the world aren’t going to change that—try as it might, the Supreme Court can’t redefine reality. Sorry, folks—gay marriage still isn’t the same thing as real marriage. And there will always those of us unwilling to participate in what we consider to be a bizarre mockery, a fantasy world unleashed. Nature cast its vote a very long time ago: men belong with women.
I’d always liked gay people, because they seemed like the most “live and let live” people I’d ever known. But now, with this new-found political power, it’s “my way, or go to hell—plus court costs”. So much for the spirit of tolerance that decades of gay activists pleaded for. Now, active participation, active enablement of the gay lifestyle is apparently required. How many people do you plan to drive out of business, for refusing to cater to your gay weddings? This is a power grab, masquerading as equality.
Eventually, you may figure out that popularity isn’t the same thing as love, and disagreement isn’t the same thing as hatred. You might even figure out that a bandwagon is nothing more than a lynch mob, moving in a different direction.