QUOTE(aevans176 @ Jul 31 2006, 04:43 PM)

I believe that social arguments could be made towards behaviors such as drinking large amounts of alcohol (ie alcoholism). Most people don't advocate or feel comfortable with their children spending large amounts of time with alcoholics, and many Americans would also argue this with homosexuals. Is homosexuality a disease? Is Alcoholism? How do we really know? I suppose that all depends on culture. Mormans wouldn't want their kids hanging out with a staunch Cajun family that views drinking as more socially acceptable, just as many strong Southern Baptists (whom often preach against homosexuality) may not want their kids to hang out with a lesbian couple. Right or wrong undoubtedly depends on your place in society...
Maybe physical attraction isn't a behavior, and I'll give the argument that. However, acting upon it is. I suppose this could be likened to someone that likes to pick up prostitutes or any other sexually deviant behavior that sits on the fringe of society. America as a culture (and really western society regardless of what you'd like to believe) hasn't embraced homosexuality as a mainstream idea.
While I feel that biologically I was hard-wired to have an attraction to women, I chose to like Southern Women with lighter hair who are in the 5'3"-5'9"+ range in height. I learned over time to like women with southern accents, with brown eyes, and women who are closer to a size 6 than a 0. These all really I believe are learned, and not innate. This, in my eyes, is most likely what happens to many homosexuals. I believe that homosexuality is more a choice in lifestyle than a sexual preference. In America, if someone doesn't exhibit the "homosexual traits" socially that often are associated with such a preference, we often don't know. Dressing or acting in a manner that society associates with homosexuality is something someone chooses to do... as is having sex with someone of the same gender.
Despite the number of times I've debated this issue, I never cease to be amazed by those who proclaim to have insight into something they clearly know nothing at all about. By some evidently supernatural ability, you, and those who argue like you offer in depth analysis of the "gay psyche". Since you are NOT gay yourself, clearly your ability to do so
must be supernatural. That aside, I'll move onto the point.
I'm going to share with you my first hand accounting of how I became gay so that you may put your mind at ease once and for all on this matter. Since I
am gay, I think I might be a little more authoritative on the subject than you are, sir. Allow me in advance to say that no matter how many studies conducted by "homo-ignorant" (I won't call them homophobic, they're not scared, merely misinformed) straight people you link to, no one is going to provide for you a better insight into this matter than I can... Obviously. If you'd like to argue my credentials as an authority on homosexuality, I'll simply let you talk to my life-partner, and he can detail them for you.
I was born, much in the same way that you were. I grew up, probably similarly to the way you did, in a house with my family, a dog and a cat. I probably played a lot of the same childhood games that you did. Sounds reasonably "normal", I think. I could actually end it here, because that pretty much says it all, but I'll fill you in on what ensued.
When I grew into adolescence and all of my friends were starting to look at girls, and I wasn't, I thought maybe there was something wrong with me. Of course, you can understand how this sort of thing might cause distress in a young teenage mind. Was I stunted in my development? Was there a reason why I'd still be thinking that girls were "yucky" when all of my friends would drool over them? It really gets you to thinking, and can be quite disconcerting, especially given the lack of any sort of information about sexuality other than simple "plumbing" books that are doled to young teens.
The fact was, I had always been fascinated with other males, even from my earliest memories. Not something I'd ever really thought much of, since sexuality wasn't really something we talked much about with the family or with anybody else at that time. As I grew I had begun fantasizing about males, much in the same way I'd imagine that you did about females.(I'm not an authority on heterosexuality, so feel free to correct me if you never fantasized about females.) I never really said anything to anyone about it. That was just the sort of thing one kept to himself, generally.
I had heard a certain 3-letter word beginning with "f" that we need not use here, tossed around very regularly as a youth and at some point asked someone, I cannot remember specifically who at this point, but it's here nor there, exactly what it was and why it was such a bad name to call someone. I'm sure I'd even used the term myself more than once, ribbing friends and such. I don't think I need to explain what it means to anyone reading this, but it suffices to say that I became quite horrified to come to the understanding that I
was one of [b]THEM[b]! How could that be?!?!
So, like so many others, I began to withdraw. I became depressed, my grades dropped off, and frankly, I just didn't care about much of anything, except of course, keeping my shameful secret. When you see people tormenting the kid that everybody just knows is gay because he's so effeminate, beating on him, shoving him into lockers, dunking his head in the toilet, spitting on him and such, you tend to become very fearful that someone is going to find out about you, so you really try to avoid such people. When such people are all around you such as in a school in a small town, you tend to avoid everyone. It's a lonely existence, I assure you. I still count myself lucky that I was never particularly effeminate and that those same sorts of torture I detailed didn't befall me.
At about age 15, when my peers saw that I wasn't really much into girls at all, people started to talk, of course. You know, the typical high-school hallway banter. So at this point, I decided that I was going to try to be straight. I started dating a young lady who'd expressed interest in me to a mutual friend. Nothing sexual ever occurred between the two of us, though, not for lack of trying on her part, I assure you. The reason was that she just wasn't a male. I had no physical attraction at all to her, and so, it didn't work out. My dating her had at least hushed the rumors about me for the most part.
In any case, I've since fully accepted who I am, and could frankly care less what you or anybody else thinks about me. The only reason I've taken the time to reply to your blind suppositions about my sexual orientation is so that perhaps, someone out there who may bother to take the time to read this thread may learn from it; Maybe even begin to view "gays" as individual human beings and not just things you see on the news from time to time, or read statistics about while attempting to prove how evil homosexuality is.
I do hope, though, that you've taken note of the fact that nowhere in my account was any sort of choice as to which sex I'm attracted to ever made. The reason it was omitted was that no such choice was ever actually made. So there you have it. Straight from the gay guy's mouth. No longer will you have any need to speculate on the matter.