Why are we so angry at people we don’t know?
I’m not just talking about strangers giving lip like: “PATIENCE”*, when I am struggling with bags and trying to get off the bus in a graceful manner.
*Some ghetto girl on the bus who could not have been more than 10 years younger than me, tried to give me attitude in a ghetto area of Toronto by shoving past me and saying: “Patience!“, as if she was the Queen of Sheba.
This is not the first time that the generation below me (born after 1985) has been indescribably rude for no reason.
I can only smile at the knowledge that one day, her big mouth will deservedly get her ass kicked by someone who won’t give a damn.
In general as a society, we’re angry at people we don’t know, for something that makes no sense to be angry about.
WAIT, DON’T YOU GO ON RANTS ABOUT PEOPLE ALMOST EVERY OTHER WEEK?
Yes, I do.
But I get angry at people (for instance) who go into debt for stupid reasons, because I care that they don’t set themselves up for 5-10 years of hurt.
It SUCKS as a life.
Yes, it was for my education and not for pretty shoes, but it still hurt to be putting so much of my paycheque into my debt when I could have been saving it (or spending it, as my brain thought).
It is not fun, and if you think that flashy new car loan will magically disappear without hard work, you’re delusional.
If you think your retirement will magically appear on the day you turn 65, you are also dreaming.
SO WHAT ARE YOU REFERRING TO?
I am referring to anti-gay protests and activists happening in France right now.
(Among other protests that have been happening in recent times)
I just don’t get it. What is the big deal?
In France, there’s a big protest going on about a law that may go into effect next year allowing gay marriages (quick warning: explicit nudity).
Two (very chic, I might add) lesbians kiss in front of anti-gay protestors in France Via
Why can’t we just let people do what they want with their lives as long as they aren’t hurting anybody?
Loving someone else, whether they are of the same sex or not, is human nature.
In ancient times, Greeks openly embraced being gay* (it was even accepted), and it is clearly not a recent phenomenon.
*Although I must note I’ve never heard of being a lesbian in Greek culture, but women weren’t really allowed to have lives, let alone have their lives be recorded down in history for anything other than how great of an obedient wife she was.
You can’t make someone be someone they are not.
No one can “make the gay or lesbian” disappear from someone by prayer or any other kind of “treatment”.
If they could change and be so-called “normal”, don’t you think they’ve already wished for it when they were young when they realized they weren’t the same?
Or maybe they didn’t wish for it and don’t want to change it, but they know it’s something that makes their acceptance into life and society a lot harder, which is even more painful.
People don’t choose their hair, eye or skin colour, their height or their parents any more than they choose to be straight, gay, lesbian or anything in between.
HOMOPHOBIA DOES NOT EXIST
You come into contact with plenty of gay and lesbian people all the time.
You don’t scream and run away when a gay or lesbian person comes into the room, do you?
It’s not like you seize up, can’t breathe and are otherwise upset in the presence of them (even on TV).
You probably don’t even know that they’re gay or lesbian unless they tell you, and if they are kind, generous people, why do you even care?
SOMEONE ELSE BEING GAY DOES NOT THREATEN YOUR FAMILY
Saying things like a family is sacred, and there can only be ONE father and ONE mother in a family with children is just ludicrous.
Have you SEEN how many people divorce these days? 50% is the statistic that gets thrown around!!
Blended and divorced families have one father and one mother, who have children mixed with other fathers and mothers, all living under the same roof.
In a family, should we also say that grandparents are not included because they aren’t the mother and father in that nuclear family?
How about widowers who remarry? You can have stepparents and stepchildren as well.
Or adopted children — their mothers and fathers aren’t biologically related to them!
How about single mothers and fathers? Are they not families either, with their kids?
What should we call them? Perhaps they should protest against them too, following this line of logic.
Or perhaps couples who choose to (or maybe cannot) have kids, are not families either!
A “family” consisting of ONE father and ONE mother, is crazy. Yes, it is how we procreate as a human race, but without even considering gay or lesbian couples, it is not what makes up a family these days.
CONSIDER THE IMPLICATIONS OF GAY/LESBIAN MARRIAGES ON THE ECONOMY
Straight people who are able to get married, may not even want to get married and may stay common-law forever, but if someone else wants to get married and pump an average of $30,000 per wedding into the economy, what’s the big deal?
I am all for more money being spent by those who want to spend it (reasonably and out of debt), if it helps the economy.
YOU PROBABLY ALREADY KNOW SOMEONE WHO IS GAY
Frankly, you probably have a connection to someone who is gay in your life, and you may not even know it. 6 degrees of separation and all.
My family has one gay family member, and it has never bothered me or the rest of my family to learn that.
Perhaps I have even more gay folks in our circle, but I have no idea, as 90% of my entire extended family (20+ aunts and uncles) have been out of contact with both of my parents for over 40 years now.
I also went to school with openly gay guys and girls, who tried very hard to hide their sexual orientation at first, but we all knew that when they were ready, they would say something (eventually they did).
I never treated them differently or freaked out, in fact, they were some of the most generous, open, and smartest friendliest students I knew. A lot nicer than some.
I was not scared (or even remotely worried) about “catching the gay disease”. That’s just ridiculous.
Being gay is not a disease and it is not something to be ashamed of.
And so what? It doesn’t change the way I feel about them if I knew them, or the way that I feel about myself.
I’m really just sick and tired of bashing people for something they can’t change.