I really don’t care.
Somebody else being gay does not affect me in any way. If two gay people want to stand in front of judge and take vows, THAT does not affect me in any way.
Can’t see why some people get offended by it. Seems ridiculous to me.
You nailed it there. That pretty well describes the way I feel about gay men I don’t already know.
On gay marraige, I never gave it much thought and never really cared until two years ago when a lesbian couple with two young children moved in next door. Getting to know them, I understood right away why gay marraige is so important.
I’d like to discuss solutions, but I’ll save it for another thread.
Ditto.
Do what you need to do to make you happy. 
Couldn’t give a monkey’s toss one way or the other.
I was hit on a few times by gay men when I was younger and prettier (me now - straight male in 30s). The first time it happened I have to admit I was freaked, but after that I found it very easy to say “sorry, I’m straight”. If a gay man were to hit on me now, I’d be flattered.
Gay marriage: sure, why not?
Gay adoption: sure, why not?
Speaking of liking people because of personality traits, I’ve always been attracted to people who can make me laugh. Back in the 70’s I spent time at the nude beaches on the Russian River in northern California. I had a summer romance with a chick who worked the door at a gay bar, the Rusty Nail. So I got to know the people (gay men and women) who worked there, plus it was the closest bar to my favorite beach, so I stopped there every afternoon for a beer or two after a hard morning swimming and improving my all over tan.
The staff, on their days off, would gather huge supplies of alcohol and smoking paraphernalia and descend on “their” section of the river, throw clothes and common decency to the wind, get thoroughly bent in all directions and terrorize the straight folks paddling downriver in their rented canoes. (Here comes a big queer whale to get you!)
Two or three at a time would put on outrageous impromptu over-the-top nellie skits that would leave the rest of us gasping in helpless paroxysms of laughter. I think I had more fun during those gay (in the old and new way) days than ever before or since. Those were pre-PC days of course. And the horror stories of gays at the hands of police and rednecks were chilling, but god, the parties…
I still grin at the thought of it.
How do I feel about homosexuality? The same way I feel about heterosexuality. What other people do in their own beds (or on their own floors or couches or on their kitchen tables or in their cars or…) is their own business. Got nothing to do with me.
Another “I don’t really care” here. I am celibant, so when anyone hits on me, I tell them. The polite people back off; the ones that think they are irresistible to every woman on the planet take personal offense.
I have a lesbian sister and have seen the hell she has gone through. Love and let love, and let them marry and adopt. How much time does anyone’s sex life take up, anyway?
It’s strange. Fred Phelps defends his right to hate “faggots.” I’ve met other people who defend their right to hate “dirty Japs,” “effing n****ers,” “Jews who run the world,” and every religion ever conceived. If you wonder why this world is so fucked-up, it’s because hate has rights. Love has none.
I’m bisexual, so I’m cool with it. The only thing that bugs me is when lesbians (and occasionally straight guys) won’t date me because they consider me a “fence rider.” That is just offensive to me beyond words.
I heartily support gay marriage and am happy about gay adoption.
Hate has rights. Love has none
That’s so true Annie-Xmas 
And I can’t believe this post. Isn’t this a bit old-fashioned? No offence, but the whole “other people” thing [color or sexuality] is over here.
I’d like to say I never thought about it or held any opinions because it’s a non-issue, but I think it is an issue. As long as there are people who have strong negative opinions and interfere in the lives and freedoms of homosexuals, then it’s worth me being thoughtful about the issue so I know where I am coming from and can work to make it a non-issue.
When I was younger I just didn’t understand it. I mean, I couldn’t relate to wanting someone of your own sex. Now that I am older I can do so better. I could very easily be in love emotionally with another woman. However, it doesn’t translate to sexual urges.
When I think about homosexuality, I am consumed with grief and concern that society is so hard on these people. I worry a lot about teenagers. That period of life is hard on EVERYONE, even straight kids. Imagine being gay, with all that adds in this society. I’m so grateful when I hear about the work that andygirl and others do to give gay teens a safe space to find themselves and talk about it.
And I just feel sick to my stomach that wonderful, vibrant, intelligent people with so much to offer are sent subtle and not-so-subtle messages that they are wrong, sick, depraved, or have fewer rights than the rest of us. I think it’s a terrible thing to do to individuals, but it’s also a terrible cost to us as a society. As is racism and classism and ageism and all the other things we do that compromise the human potential of any group of people.
Whoa, look at that! Steam coming out of my ears! I guess that’s enough out of me.
Friend of mine once had a t-shirt that said “But this fence is so darned comfortable!” I’m bi as well, tend to go about 2:1 men to women–it’s easier having sex with men in some ways and I like the tension that the dichotomy makes, but sometimes a chick just blows my skirt up…
I think anyone who wants to get married ought to be able to, and I don’t see why it has to just be two at a time, either. As for adoption, who cares? A good parent is a good parent, a bad parent is a bad parent and sexual orientation has zippo-squat to do with parenting ability.
We all make too much of a fuss over where the genitals are going, far as I can see–who cares?
Well, I am the classic, “I cant believe people like you existed”,
sheltered type.
Well, I was.
Growing up, I was not even aware until an obscenely advanced age (like, high school) that homosexuality existed. It was not even a concept to me.
When I did find out about it, I remember being surprised, and thinking that all gay people lived in San Francisco or Key West.
Really.
It took me going to college and getting away from Georgia (the best thing I EVER did) to realize that a sizable portion of the average population is gay, and that people are just people.
I cannot fathom why anyone would have an issue with homosexuality.
Why on earth would it matter to them? Some other forms of racism and prejudice have their roots in fear-and I am NOT saying that it makes them right, but for example- I have a friend who had to get over a fear of people of Mexican or Spanish people, because her family had an apple orchard and one of the migrant workers they hired molested her. Or-for instance, some people are afraid, yes, stupidly and ignorantly, but still afraid of all people of Middle Eastern descent because of 9/11.
These are situations where a person has an irrational fear of harm to their person or family.
However, I cannot imagine that anyone could feel that someone else’s sexulality cold in any way harm or negatively afffect them,
and they do not have that excuse, which is why I find homophobia so disgusting and wrong.
I think over the years I’ve made clear here my affection for gay people as a group and as individuals, but I must honestly admit to a small amount of discomfort at the idea of homosexuality. I blame my upbringing and try to put it behind me, but a part of me would be, I don’t know, something like disappointed or saddened if one of my daughters turned out to be gay, and not from the “potential for grandchildren” standpoint.
But then, I’m a bit bi, too. Damned Geminis.
How do I feel about it? Like someone standing outside of a skating rink looking in saying “Boy, it looks like they are having fun, but I won’t ever do it.”
I’m a big Thai boxer with a happy marriage and a fairly robust sex-life. I am TOTALLY secure with my masculinity. But I’ve always liked to be the one who is on the outside looking in. I just don’t find men attractive. But the wild abandonment associated with gay clubs and the bon homie I find with men attracts me.
I’ve even experimented with my choice by trying to fantasize about men while masturbating. I’ve found that men sucking on other men’s peni just…doesn’t…do it…for me. Sorry. My porn choices fall along the way of gynocological examinations. Big spreads and women not afraid to say “Oh YEAH! I want to see if THAT fits there! OK, it does, now give me something to suck on!”
It is sorta freeing to be like this. I can give gay men hugs and even flirt with them. I know nothing is going to happen, so why not? (The funniest time was with a friend years ago at a birthday party for a popular (gay) massage therapist in Denver. We were with our dates (sisters), so were obviously hetero. After eating the space cake (WHOA!) we had to leave…I found my friend smoking dope from a penis shaped pipe in the bathroom with 3 other guys…As the sisters and I drag him out to leave, the room has lined up into a sort of “Gay-gauntlet” which we proceeded to go down giving every guy there a hug, and got the occasional kiss on the cheek. Why not? I think they were shocked that we were that open and friendly.)
That said, I haven’t had much daily exposure to queer folk to form a normal relationship with them. Therefore, my opinion is probably skewed. I’m sure someday I’ll be in daily contact with someone, so I guess I’ll see then. I bet I’ll scare them off though…I bet it’s hard for a guy to joke with dykes about strap-ons without them getting offended, but I make those jokes with heteros all the time (“Strap-on <clap-clap>, Strap-off <clap-clap>”).
-Tcat
Two words: Anne Heche
As an out and proud gay man, I confess I don’t much care for bisexuals. Bi folks get all the privileges of hetero relationships, but they also want to have some same-sex fun without the complications.
This post really annoyed me
FYI: Gay people don’t like being treated as an adventure. See, we’re in it for the long haul. We commit to long-term same-sex relationships; we don’t slip over to the gay side for a spot of fun, then scurry back to the safe hetero world. I, for one, don’t want some bi guy to date me, sleep with me without the possibility of real commitment, of real emotional engagement. I’m sure that some lesbian doesn’t want to take the chance of opening her heart to you, only to have you treat her as a “sometimes” bit of skirt-blowing.
And that’s why a lot of gay people call bisexuals “fence riders.” As long as you treat same-sex relationships as an occasional walk on the wild side, and not as a genuine engagement of the heart and soul, you can expect to not be trusted.
And heaven knows that every exclusive homosexual treats every sexual encounter as a genuine engagement of the heart and soul. :rolleyes:
Are people are only free to express their sexuality with the gender they wish to have a long-term relationship with? What about people who will never seek a long-term relationship, should they remain celibate? And, what is it to you if they don’t?
Some gay guys just like to trick; some are open to something deeper. However, I have yet to find a bisexual man who treted same-sex relationships as seriously as they did hetero relationships.
People are free to express themselves however they choose. If you’re just looking for a trick to get off with and the other person knows this, go for it.
See. you’re missing my point. I don’t care what other people do. But the bi people who posted in this thread complained that lesbians won’t date them, yet they admit that they treat same-sex encounters casually. Why should a lesbian date somebody who won’t take a same-sex relationship seriously? Tricking and dating are different, Dr. Lao. You can trick with bi folks, but you should never date them, because you’ll just get hurt.
You may get as indignant as you like, but I have learned from the past, and if I were single now, no way would I ever date a bi guy. Period.
I’m pretty much a textbook liberal on this issue. I think sexual orientation is determined by a mixture of nature and nurture. At no point is it an explicit “choice,” just as no one chooses to be straight. I think gay marriage is OK and gay adoption is hunky-dory.
However, I guess one issue I do have with the whole gay marriage thing is the word “marriage.” This implies a certain religious aspect and I don’t like the idea of a state tinkering with anything religious, even if it advances an idea I support. At first I thought the way around this was the Vermont solution: calling gay marriages “civil unions.” But now I realize an even better solution: Calling all marriages, straight and gay, civil unions. As far as the state’s concerned, that’s all they are anyway.
What I’m quite proud of is that I’ve actually contributed to changing my mom’s mind on this issue (along with her thoughts on race). You’re never too old to open your mind up again.
I feel about homosexuality the same way I feel about webbed toes – as long as you don’t kick your shoes off in my living room and start picking out foot cheese on my sofa, I’m cool with it. 
I do care, as a matter of fact and find that I prefer gay men to hetero men. This is a little odd, as it so happens that I like girls. That said, I have a lot less in common with my fellow breeders.
Lesbians are a little tricky, however. I admire and respect them (as a whole) but find that I feel a little guilty when I am around them. I guess it is the old “hetero guilt” or something.