Surprise, I’m Gay!
I sure do get right riled up when people misuse the term ‘gay’. Folks say things like “gay rights”, “they’re a gay couple”, “living a gay lifestyle”, or “had a gay marriage.” Now, before anyone gets to thinking I’m all ‘homophobic’ because of my dislike of the term’s use, I state categorically that ‘gay’ ain’t got nothing to do with a person’s sexual orientation.
I Hate Labels
A huge problem that I have with using the term ‘gay’ is that my sexually diverse friends aren’t my ‘gay friends’, they’re just my friends. When I go for a bite to eat with them, it ain’t called a gay lunch, or LGBTQ dinner. You see, I hate labels and that’s all the hell ‘gay’, ‘LBGTQ’, etc. are – labels to divide us, to breed hate and to cause social discontent.
For the record, for thousands of years the term ‘gay’ has meant ‘happy, possessing a buoyant personality, of a joyous disposition, content,’ etc. So, the reality is that it ain’t any of my friends who’re gay, I am, because I have a wonderful spouse, perfect pets and fabulous family and friends, which technically makes me one of the gayest damn people on Earth.
Need To Cheer Themselves The Hell Up
So, when I see angry homosexuals demanding ‘gay rights’, and/or a bunch of folks flamboyantly prancing in parades to increase ‘gay awareness’, my attitude is that if they’re going to have the gall to call themselves gay, then they need to cheer themselves the hell up because gay ain’t how people use reproductive organs, it’s why people smile. And judging by the grin above my chin, of the gay, I am chief.
Dang gayness…
Will’s thoughts prove that everybody has opinions, but he has way more than he should. From dogs that won’t stop barking, to the antics of his spouse ‘Crazy Lady’, Will’s Thoughts will make you smile.
