I’ve always felt that what consenting adults agreed to do was well what consenting adults agreed to do. I think marriage should be allowed for any consenting adults.
If two men or two women or a man and woman are good parents they should be allowed to adopt children.
Heath Ledger just passed away and while at work yesterday someone said about Brokeback Mountain* and I said “While I heard it was good it’s not something I could watch” and explained I am not comfortable watching two men make out or surprise two women making out. I just don’t find it comfortable personally.
Though I don’t push to put what makes me uncomfortable under some legal constraints (If that was the case Levi Strauss would be outlawed) and I very truly not just do not care, but actively encourage the full rights for marriage, and full equal rights for gay lesbian transsexual persons. Does the fact that I do not want to watch it make me a homophobic person?
*The person said he thought I was a homophobic bigot pretty much, and yes it bothered me.
Of course that doesn’t make you a bigot, and the offerderati who called you a bigot owes you an apology.
Not being comfortable watching certain displays of sexuality doesn’t make you a bigot. I certainly wouldn’t feel comfortable watching my parents ‘make out’, and I love them. I wouldn’t feel comfortable watching my best friend ‘make out’ with his girlfriend, and he’s one of the closest people to me on the planet. Etc, etc, etc…
Not finding homosexual sex aesthetically pleasing is hardly the defining quality of a bigot.
I hate watching people kiss in public. A quick peck to say goodbye is ok, but if I can see your tongue or the inside of your mouth, that’s gross. Don’t wanna see it, don’t wanna hear the kissy noises. I don’t care if it’s two men, two women, or one of each, it makes me personally uncomfortable. I’m not against kissing on the whole. I think if more people kissed more often, the world might be a better place.
Equally I don’t want to watch someone go through surgery, but I’m all for surgery in general because it saves lives. See where I’m going here?
Some things just make us uncomfortable. Films are there to entertain, so why subject yourself to something you don’t think you’ll like just to be politically correct? No-one would think any less of you for not wanting to watch a film with lots of graphic violence- it’s your personal choice and so is this.
Now if you disowned family members and friends for being gay or stood outside funeral services holding a sign that said ‘God hates fags’, that would make you a homophobe.
I hope you’re not. I’m not particularly comfortable watching anyone, gay or straight, making out in movies. If you’re homophobic, I’m homo- and hetero-phobic.
My boss a few jobs back is a Peter Pan married to another; they are one of those couple who go through life glued to each other; they call each other at work once in the morning, once in the afternoon (in spite of lunch together) and talk for at least one hour.
One year during the Christmas children party, they started one of those Tongue-Down-To-The-Stomach kisses in the middle of a fully lit room. Their daughters (11, 9 and 5) did their best to look as if they were unrelated to that pair of supposed grown-ups; the rest of the grown-ups did our best to ignore the show as well. I found it revolting.
Does that make me heterophobic?
In case anybody’s wondering, I think it comes closer to making me allergic to visual sugar than to being heterophobic After all, I am hetero!
A Peter Pan is, in psychology, someone who doesn’t want to grown up… who behaves like a kid in many respects even though legally and physically grown up. They tend to marry Wendys, who are people who feel the need to mommy their spouse. This doesn’t mean that the Peter Pan is “looking to marry Mommy”: they’re just not wanting to take responsibility, which is a different animal. After all, the two I talked about were both Peters… their eldest daughter was the one who made sure her sisters didn’t crack each other’s heads open in rough play (poor kid).
What everyone else said, just as long as you’re not one of those lame hetero guys who claims to have ‘no problem’ with gay guys just as long as they ‘don’t hit on me.’
And for the record, there’s maybe 10 seconds of hot guy-on-guy action in Brokeback. If that’s not your thing, it’s worth closing your eyes to enjoy the rest of the movie.
On the contrary it would be an ego boost. I’ve been married so long anyone hitting on me is the high point of my day.
I was under the (false I assume now) impression it was more than a 10 second scene and/or multiple scenes.
I still need to get around to watching Brokeback, I’ve had the DVD for ages now.
checks wallet DAMN IT! They already took my gay card. Fine I’ll watch it this week or maybe next week. Oh, and you’re not a homophobe. Though using ‘there will be two guys that kiss’ as a criteria for not seeing a movie strikes me as odd. Hetero making out and sex grosses me out, but I don’t skip movies because of it. (Of course, my choices would be very limited if I did!)
What if I’m a hetero woman and don’t like being hit on by either straight men or lesbians? I just don’t like being hit on, and don’t want anyone to do it (flirting is OK and somewhat flattering, but I think of “hitting on” someone as being more explicitly sexual in nature). Am I homo- and hetero-phobic because I don’t like people hitting on me?
And mine are. They’re further limited by the fact that watching anything even mildly gory makes me feel like I’m going to vomit. I either skip movies with those sorts of elements in them, or look away during the parts that bother me.
No, you just don’t like getting hit on. The problem I have with guys who say what I quoted is that 1) They assume they are just so hot and gay guys so horny they cannot resist them, 2) Most have a broad definition of ‘hitting on’ that includes wearing earrings and looking at them too long, and 3) They cannot make the connection between receiving unwanted (homo) attention from males and offering unwanted (hetero) attention to females.
After all, I am hetero!