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With all due respect to Anaamika, I don’t see all that much to Pit here. Idiot writes letter, advice columnist writes surprisingly lucid and sensible response.
[QUOTE=Otto]
Sadly, fake or not, there are innumerable parents out there who are truly that rock-stupid. I mean, someone’s buying the books from a man who endorses the idea of fathers showering with their sons to be sure that the sons see penises as a way to prevent homosexuality, so if it’s not “Worried Mom” it’s people just as idiotic.
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Wouldn’t that make a child more prone to homosexuality? I mean, if a child is exposed to penes on a regular basis, wouldn’t that make the child more curious and possibly more comfortable with them?
I’ve just finished vacuuming the house and cooking a fantastic curried mackerel spaghetti, after which I went to the local store to buy a nice chenin blanc and got a bargain quiche (only 25p, reduced from £2.99!). Now I read this thread and discover it’s all because I’m gay. I don’t understand: when I was a kid my family were completely unfussed over nudity, so I saw my dad’s knob all the time, but still it didn’t prevent me from catching the gay. Oh, and I like poetry too. My wife is going to be really pissed.
[QUOTE=Frank]
I was doing OK until the pile of beer cans buried the telephone, so now I can’t call for food anymore. I figure I’ve about a week left. I’m hoping the pizza place (or the Chinese place) calls the police and does a welfare check on me (Officer, he hasn’t ordered for two weeks!), or else I’m doomed.
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[QUOTE=jjimm]
I’ve just finished vacuuming the house and cooking a fantastic curried mackerel spaghetti, after which I went to the local store to buy a nice chenin blanc and got a bargain quiche (only 25p, reduced from £2.99!).
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Fag.
[QUOTE=jjimm]
when I was a kid my family were completely unfussed over nudity, so I saw my dad’s knob all the time, but still it didn’t prevent me from catching the gay.
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Same here. In addition, I grew up on a cattle farm in rural Alabama doing cattle chores, raising calves for 4F, and in a family where even the women under 60 and the men over 80 were football fanatics (one of the portable b/w sets would be set up in the bathroom on Auburn game days so that you could eliminate without missing a play). I honestly don’t remember the first time I got on a horse, fired a gun or pissed in the woods (I’m just guessing it wasn’t all in the same two or three minutes). Not only did my father not bake or cook fancy dishes- the man LITERALLY did not know how to boil water (as I found out on the day he tried to make hot dogs and turned the wrong burner on and at low heat) and in addition to not doing women’s work like ironing and cleaning he would wear the same suit for several days in a row and I don’t think he’d have noticed or cared if the kitchen were totally impassable and the furniture had enough dust to stand up a little flag in. I still caught the gay, I’m guessing during the great Gaypedemic of 1980 or thereabouts.
My cousin Jay grew up in the city with a father who was a professional cook, notoriously shy about his body (nobody but his wife ever saw him naked), loved fancy things of all kind (especially crystal) and who sewed! Jay not only learned cooking from his father but became a notorious neat freak who mops his floors on a daily basis and recently bought a thousand dollar vacuum cleaner. As far as his sexuality goes, my parents and his parents alike didn’t feel comfortable leaving him alone with my sister, who is his first cousin, after she hit puberty and his first two wives divorced him for his habitual skirtchasing. The current wife is half his age and separated from him for the same reason. When he recently learned he was sterile (or rather fertility challenged) as the current wife wants a baby, it confirmed everybody’s suspicions because we knew if he hadn’t been there’d be Jay Jr.s and Jaylene’s all over the southeast. (Jay’s father, the sewing cooking frilly things guy, was also a notorious womanizer, and I do NOT believe it had anything to do with compensation about orientation because it kept him in serious trouble with his wife [and her in Cadillacs and jewelry].)
[QUOTE=tdn]
With all due respect to Anaamika, I don’t see all that much to Pit here. Idiot writes letter, advice columnist writes surprisingly lucid and sensible response.
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Personally, I thought the response from Dear Abby was pretty lame.
She did nothing to explain to this poor, deluded woman that ‘Dr.’ Dobson is not a reliable source for child rearing advice, nor did she say anything about the long debunked idea that ‘not having a manly role model makes a child homosexual’.
Two big opportunities to fight ignorance that Dear Abby missed!
She’d never make it around here.
[QUOTE=MsRobyn]
Wouldn’t that make a child more prone to homosexuality? I mean, if a child is exposed to penes on a regular basis, wouldn’t that make the child more curious and possibly more comfortable with them?
Robin
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Nothing makes a person “more prone” to homosexuality. What an odd way to put it.
Don’t forget pink. Pink will turn a boy gay faster than anything. Especially if he shudder wears it. Any time your boy expresses an interest in anything pink (no sexual innuendos, please) you must beat it out of him.
Seriously, though, I’ve known way too many people who won’t let a boy have anything to do with anything pink. Grow up.
Yow. If I’d known as a child all that Big League Chew was coated with Teh Ghey I would’ve stuck to grape flavor. It’s clear only my summers working in rough carpentry saved me.
So what other feminine qualities does your husband have? Does he, for example, bake? Or does he ever watch House & Garden TV? Does he work out or use product in his hair? Does he ever tell you that you can’t suck dick half as well as your neighbor Harry? Or complain that he’s put on weight? Or hang around at gay bars holding $50 bills in his teeth for the strippers? If so then you need to find a real man to raise your son, one from before this metrosexual touchy-feely man age. In my day men were men- Richard Chamberlain, Tab Hunter, George Maharis- can you imagine one of them baking cookies or scrubbing floors?
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[QUOTE=bluethree]
Don’t forget pink. Pink will turn a boy gay faster than anything.
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I’d like to direct the attention of any parents who subscribe to the “Parents’ Guide to Preventing Homosexuality” view to three generations of Hemingways.
First, you’ve got Ernest’s mother, who wanted another girl and dressed him accordingly until he was old enough to argue effectively against it. I suppose you might argue that had some effect on his gender identity.
And then there’s his son Gigi.
So, homophobic fundamentalists everywhere take note: if you want junior to grow into a larger-than-life caricature of masculinity who’s eventually driven to blow his brains out, force him to wear a frock. Or you could go the other way and push him all his life to be a hypermasculine adventurer like his daddy, and take your chances that hir obituary will focus on his SRS surgery and how, shortly before s/he died, s/he was picked up for pulling hir dress over hir head in the street.
..or you could just take a page from Kahlil Gibran and make peace with the fact that they’re going to be who they’re going to be. Whatever.
[QUOTE=Ensign Edison]
But it isn’t absurd logic because more penises = more gay. It’s absurd because the idea of doing things to make someone more or less gay is absurd.
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