Close the genetic curtain and open up the window of choices!

I have to confess that I am dipping my toe into politically dangerous waters. To some, this may be a taboo subject to discuss about. Yet, a strong sentiment steaming with excitement has created a magnificent propensity for me to discuss the topic: HOMOSEXUALITY with the general public. This provocative discussion might just ignite sparks of resentments. Thus, I have to clear the air that below are purely my opinions. Undoubtedly, you have the personal rights to agree, provide some clarifications as well as offer your different point of view.

“When and why does one becomes a homosexual? What is/are the practical justification(s) behind their actions and behaviours?” I believe that only the FREEDOM OF CHOICE has the perfect answer to these controversial questions. Not genetic certainly! (so be it if some of you have already composed a powerful fervour of thundering infuriation).

I find the subtle sentences such as “I’m born to be a gay/lesbian!”, “I basically can’t explain why I’m function as such.” and “I think I’m genetically formed to be a homosexual.” rather unconvincing. In fact, these sentences invoke and emanate an insecurity issue of one self.

Hatred and a paroxysm of impotent rage towards homosexuals are obviously not the feelings I had for them. Yet, the circumstantial evidence by quirk of fate (an inexplicable burst of cell growth) delivered a pertinacious belief. The genetic factor, which obliviously neglects prosaic factors like the social environment, is an oversimplification answer to a complex issue. Perhaps, it has unwittingly evoked an avalanche of sympathy for the “unfortunate predicament”.

I had an acquaintance (I wish you are reading this too) that drowns me in his verbosity pool of miraculous ideology without a slightest hint of embarrassment. His “technical immaculately tailored” argument for his true nature goes like this:

Him: “Hey, stop talking as if you know me! I’m a homosexual.”

Me: “Oh well...I may not know you personally. But certainly, I’ve friends who are homosexuals too. May I ask you when do you realise that you are one?”

Him: “I watched gay porn. I’ve a strange feeling and I realised I’m gay.” (After that, he metaphorically slammed research and more research showing me that genetic is the factor for his “shifting persona”).

How hilarious was that? Is it not more of his choice than the mutilation of his genes? He should have joined the coyotes howling at the moon. And, I am pretty positive that this is not an isolated case. There are many more “genetic homosexuals” out there who live their diminutive lives of insecurity in quiet Thoreauvian desperation.

Instead of being like Chief Joseph, the great leader of the Nez Perce, who on surrender proclaimed through his tears, “I will fight no more forever” (in this case of inference resorting to push the blame on the extra chromosome Y), why not we nod in agreement with Paul Tillich, a German-American theologian and Christian existentialist philosopher, who advocate people to exercise “the courage to be”? Since the freedom of choice is the germinating seed of this contentious issue, I urged ardently for one (especially the homosexuals) to avoid the deluding clouds of insecurity. Please have the colossal confidence to claim that you CHOOSE to be a homosexual.

Most of us, at least for me, will respect you for your decisive affirmation of life. So stop producing a chunk of research (that shows even way more insecure you are) that genetic is the MAIN factor for unlocking your psychic closets. It is just a peculiarly minor, maybe negligible too.

I think that the perpetual quest for social acceptance can be easier if homosexuals commit themselves to their significant preference. The general public would perhaps be more willing to spare the thought for their personal choice than fervently protest towards their psychological insecure identity.

Once again, I have to remind you that all the above are solely my humble perspective. You may wish to comment and share your different spectrum of horizon! I am more than pleased to read them but just as a gentle reminder, be nice and sensible.