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I Have Never Cared Less About Who You Have Sex With


Some NHL player I’ve never heard of says he gay and it’s literally a national headline.

Amend that. This isn’t even an NHL player. This is a third-round prospect that we’re now all supposed to be celebrating because of where he likes to dip his stick.

Seriously. What are we “celebrating” here? What is the purpose of this announcement? This isn’t 1980. When is the last time the word “gay” shocked you or anybody? We’re so over “gay” that the celebrity set has had to move to “non-binary” in order to create some sort of punk rock-lite shock value for their careers. We’re so over “gay” that the new hotness is “trans” which basically erases the big deal of “gay” anyway. If gender isn’t real then neither is homosexuality.

We’re so over “gay” that there is an entire, failed cable channel dedicated to it (they’re still around but for obvious reasons they could not make the numbers on gay programming alone). We’re so over “gay” that television shows and movies have so many gay characters they actually are overrepresented when put up against the real statistics (although, to be fair, they are not overrepresenting gay numbers within Hollywood itself, so it’s understandable they think their bubble represents America at large). Pride month has for some reason extended to multiple months – maybe because there is a federal Pride month and then every state seems to have their own as well? I don’t know but it seems like we never stop celebrating Pride month here in California. June was Pride month and we’re still celebrating Pride month and it’s the middle of July.

What was that one guy, the football player who was gay and we all had to pretend for five minutes that who he chooses to share his tight end with was more important than how good of a player he was?

*heads to Google because his name is already irrelevant*

Michael Sam! It was Michael Sam, everyone.

I’m a creative, writer, movie producer and trained actress. I have many gay friends. Every single one would agree that who they have sex with is the least remarkable thing about them.

The LGBT activist crowd has moved from the mission of normalizing homosexuality to bullying us into believing there’s something superior about it. We’ve become so numb to the constant activist drumbeat that we don’t often enough take the time to stop and ask ourselves what exactly it is we’re being asked to celebrate. We’re being asked to celebrate penises and who puts them where. And when we’re talking about lesbians, obviously there are different body parts that we’re celebrating.

Sorry to the T in the alphabet bunch. Genitals matter.

I hate to be distastefully blunt but that’s really what it is and we need to be honest about it. What exactly is an identifier for the ‘gay community’? It’s not geography. There’s no gay homeland (although I do have a friend who swears that is Amsterdam). It’s not color. Gay people come from all races and ethnicities. It’s not food. There’s no such thing as gay cuisine. It’s not a political ideology.

So what is the marker of being gay? What is the identifier? It is who you desire. Who you are attracted to and how you act on those attractions.

I have never cared about who anyone chooses to sleep with. The only circumstance I can imagine really caring about is if someone were choosing to sleep with my husband. Then we might have words.

Otherwise, what in the hell do I care or does anyone else care if some third-round draft pick chooses to slap sticks with some other dude? It is absolutely meaningless. It was the LGBT activists who have told us this for the last 40 years. Now that we’re finally to the point where literally no one gives a shoot, they’re mad that we don’t care. Now we’re not caring enough.

But I’m over it. I don’t care what you do with your genitals. Stop pretending I’m supposed to. “Gay” has never meant less to American society than it does in this moment. We are over “gay” and the gay activists need to get over it too. We don’t want to think about your genitals and how you use them, not because you are gross, but because we literally don’t care. Like…no one cares. It’s so stupid and thanks to you, boring now. You can make all the “announcements” you want, there’s not a soul going “OMG! That’s so crazy!” anymore, and that’s you’re doing. You’d think LGBT activists would be happy to be a boring old human like the rest of us.

If you can prove to me that there is some other identifier to being gay than who you are attracted to then we can reevaluate the importance of every Sam, Dick and Prokop “coming out” as a dude who likes other dudes.

Otherwise, take a hike. No one cares anymore.

But that’s the real problem, isn’t it?




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