Some Old Broad At a Restaurant
I was eating lunch at a restaurant a few days ago. I went by myself to get some peace and quiet while I was grading finals. Peace and quiet. Yeah right.
My table was in the corner, and there was another table to my right, set up so the person on the opposite side was facing me. There was an older woman and a younger woman at the table talking, while the old broad was facing my table so I could hear her just as well as her friend. Plus you know how some of those old people have problems with the volume of their voices anyway. Old Woman was talking about her daughter and her daughter's "friend", who was, according to Old Woman, effeminate. She goes on this lengthy dissertation about how this young man is a good friend to her daughter, even if he is "that way." She expands, talking about homosexuality and how it's not a sin to be gay, it's a sin to act on it. So according to her, as long as this young man doesn't commit any homosexual acts, he's fine. Soon as he sucks a dick, well, it's straight to hell. Well, not entirely. She still thought that having those thoughts were a "sin", but that didn't really matter because everyone sins. How magnanimous of her.
By now I'm really eavesdropping, gleeful that Old Woman will probably die in the next 10 years, one more homophobe gone from the face of the earth. Then she goes on to explain to her friend that we all have our crosses to bear, and that God gives us those to challenge us. But we have to bear it, we have to resist temptation. So God has made this young man gay, but he needs to resist his urges. That is his destiny. That is what God has planned for him.
And then, the most telling piece of this conversation. The topic turns to her own sex life, and she mentions how she never liked sex. She always thought that the earth would move, that it would be the end-all-be-all of experiences, to bowl her over, but it wasn't. She was willing to grant that it was OK, but she didn't see the big deal. Her friend asked her if she ever talked about this (sex) with her husbands, and of course she didn't. Barry (evidently the first one) would have been too embarrassed to talk about it. I didn't catch a reason for her not talking to the other one.
I wonder if that isn't the missing link in determining why people are homophobic? Maybe they're all jealous that these gay people are having sex and enjoying it while they don't.
Save a homophobe. Give him or her an orgasm.
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