There is an article on why gay men don’t believe in love. He lists a variety reasons, to wit, “We Still Don’t Understand ‘Happily Ever After'”, “We Don’t Have As Many Role Models” etc. There is one reason missing, an alternate explanation, which is just as likely. Because you are both the same sex, you do not complete each other in a way that a man and a woman do. You assume that the love that exists between two romantic partners is itself gender neutral, that there is nothing unique about the love between a man and a woman. There are all kinds of love in the world, the love for friends, for our parents, siblings, erotic love, love for nature, love for God and so forth. On the dark side there are all kinds of pathologies that cause love to fail narcissism, selfishness, solipsism, lack of empathy and the like. All of these prevent a person from loving because they are focused on the self and not the person. Self-love can be beneficial but it is also a poison leading to selfishness. Even if you eliminate the deleterious effects of those pathologies, if your ideal for love is the love that occurs between men and women in marriage then perhaps you’re using the wrong standard. One can pursue “marriage equality” but from first principles it will not be the same no matter how accepting the background culture is.
Who can forget that Texas fraud Lyndon Baines Johnson? He was as corrupt a politician as could be found in DC, making Richard Nixon look positively virtuous. He became the worst president in American history since Roosevelt. Both of them made Utopian plans as only a politician can, smug and self-satisfied that with enough political will, money and power they could overcome material reality and human intransigence. Listen to this sound clip below and ask yourself how is this promise, fifty years ago, any different than the utopian promises of today?
Of course , this is wasted on true believers. If you point out the utter failure, the contemptible waste of resources, they will always tell you, the right people haven’t done it yet, it was a success really or it failed because of saboteurs from the opposition. It’s an endless loop that each new generation plays. Promise Utopia:Fail:Reframe:Blame:Repeat. The only thing they accomplish is loss of liberty and freedom.
I wrote a while back in a speculative post on the nature of human sexuality. I used the metaphor of language. You could always learn to speak other languages but your first would always be latent. This metaphor matched what I witnessed growing up. Two different friends were straight, bi-sexual, then became exclusively gay. It was a slow process spanning about eight years each. When I wrote that post I had no idea that research had been done.
The University of North Carolina’s National Longitudinal Study of Adolescent Health surveyed 10,000 teenagers and found that the vast majority of sixteen-year olds who reported only same-sex sexual attractions reported only opposite-sex sexual attractions one year later.*
It is not surprising. I think that over time one’s sexual identity becomes tightly intertwined with their self-image and becomes difficult to alter — difficult but not impossible if one so desires.
When I was in elementary school corporal punishment was still tolerated. Boys who got into fights or who were continually disruptive faced the paddle. These days we take normal male behaviour, declare it to be a pathology and drug them into a stupor for the remainder of their school daze. According to this article in Psychology Today, we classify more students as ADHD than they do in France. They don’t, however, reach for the pill bottle.
French child psychiatrists, on the other hand, view ADHD as a medical condition that has psycho-social and situational causes. Instead of treating children’s focusing and behavioral problems with drugs, French doctors prefer to look for the underlying issue that is causing the child distress—not in the child’s brain but in the child’s social context. They then choose to treat the underlying social context problem with psychotherapy or family counseling. This is a very different way of seeing things from the American tendency to attribute all symptoms to a biological dysfunction such as a chemical imbalance in the child’s brain.
We ended corporal punishment in school because it was considered ineffective and abuse. We have replaced it with chemical abuse whose long term consequences are unknown but I can’t help but think of school shootings and suicides. These drugs will alter a person’s brain chemistry for life. When they told me I should drug my oldest son because he was a class clown I told them to kick rocks. I addressed it at home and taught him to regulate his own behaviour. The mind that made him an outstanding athlete made it difficult for him to be an obedient, passive, sit still in your chair student the women educators so desperately craved.
If he had any shame, if he was anything more than morally bankrupt, he would have disappeared into society never to be heard from again. But alas, like so many lefties he fled to academia to poison the minds of students with an ideological worldview so disconnected from reality that it ought to constitute mental illness.
Have you ever noticed that the most evil work hard at appearing to be good?
When I think of a weapon like a handgun or a rifle, I picture shooting targets, hunting and self defense. When some of my pro gun-control friends think of weapons they think, suicide, Columbine, and a six year old accidentally shooting a sibling. Now the latter are fairly rare albeit dramatic events. If this same type of thinking were applied to driving in the car let’s say, they would picture a truck plowing into a crowd of people, a man sitting in the garage with the door closed and the engine running or a fifteen year old stealing the family car and plunging into a river. Again all dramatic but fairly rare events. If they held only these mental images of cars would they stop using one? How one pictures dangerous events and activities restricts their choices.
As the days shorten I’ve noticed that many of the poets (not all) who were quiet throughout late summer have started to write more. The decline in light perhaps triggers a creative urge? Ineluctable I would bet.