Homosexual Role Models

This is a thread that is difficult for me to actually write. It stems from a long time gripe I have with the gay community and the world in general.

Last night I went to a "straight" karaoke lounge that is quite upscale and there were four lesbians sitting in a booth in front of me and the guest I was with. Through most of the evening they kept belching deep guttural burps and making loud sounds that sounded like motorbikes taking off, or worse. To me this is a moderate annoyance but my guest that was with me was really upset.

This was not really a big thing to me but it reflects the underlying state of mind within the homosexual community.

I cannot even begin to write my deepest grievances. They are ever evident always in the forefront of my mind everywhere I go and everything I do is carved out and determined altered by the problems in the gay community.

The first problem is "respect"...

It is hard to ask for respect as a homosexual when there is such rampant, promiscuity, drugs, alcohol and disease in the gay community. I have hundreds of friends that I often wonder how much I really care about them anymore. They don't appear to have even cared about themselves, none the less others and the bitter last dying days of so many “friends” have taken a lasting emotional exhausting life draining toll on me.

So what would a homosexual role model be to me? Well attraction is important to me. Most often attraction comes before considering if they are a complete loser just looking for drugs and a fast track back to the mental hospital.

Most gay people lie about their health status. Nothing to look up to there either. So in order to be a good "single" homosexual role model you pretty much have to swear off all sex. Long term dating ONLY. Months turn into years, decades pass.

The problem is there are few to date that do not have problems due to the inherent lack of role models in the community. There is the fear of speaking out if you are trying to be a role model because of hatred and phobia.

So as each new generation of homosexuals come into society they are swept up by the lecherous old generation that never got it right. So the illness, drugs and disease just plague another generation over again.

Not to be racist but to compare ethnic groups with homosexuals is not really right except when people are targeted with hate. Hate is hate no matter if it is targeted toward someone of ethnicity or someone of variant sexual orientation. Did hip-hop really change the image of blacks for the better?

So assume there are no really good role models for gays, then gays have a broken image. Society does not want gays to legitimize their image. Males kissing in public, gays with children. etc.

What is the homosexual image now?

The image I see is allot of GLBT in bars doing drugs, hooting, hollering belching, burping, having sex with multiple partners, chat lines, "hook-ups" and all the diseases you can shake a stick at. The actual lingo and paraphernalia makes me want to vomit.

Do most of the gay people actually have lives? Do they go to work in chaps and drag? Yes...

I am not sure if I am going to be able to make my point here...

My point is the family issue... Yes we all know that homosexuals, they know how to have fun, but do homosexuals have a good image when it comes to domesticity?

It is this part that breaks my heart. Where is love, where is companionship, where is chastity, honesty in romance, where is true passion, were is trust, where is honor?

My idea of a great role model would be someone say, an artist who paints or draws with such a fierce desire, colorful sense of humor, bashful, good with children and reserved, gentle, spiritual.

This person does not exist, they cannot exist in the high tech commercialized meat market of the homosexual community of today. People are used and tossed out with the trash long before they can blossom into their full potential and function. They seek only a place to do their art and instead they are hooked on every drug every type of evil until they are near dead in a matter of months -- infected.. They are paid to let vultures lick Jell-O shots off their chest while their life becomes a fleeting memory that can never be obtained thereafter.

Love dies.