I learned yesterday that my brother who died by suicide had been molested as a youth under 12 years of age by my gay pedophile uncle who died of suicide.
Things are starting to make sense.
My Dad had learned my brother was being molested by his brother. Knowing my Dad, he went to his brother and explained how lengthy and excruciatingly painful his death would be if my Dad had to murder him. Something like, “the last thing you will ever see is me stuffing your mutilated penis into your mouth before I gouge your eyes out. Or, you can go home now and commit suicide in the manner of your choosing.” That would be my Dad’s style.
Gays are about 80% more interested in sex with children than straights according to some research I did recently.
I’m sick of it.
They are indeed predators. They deserve zero honor, but loads of prosecution.
I relayed previously in a post about my high school band instructor stroking my budding juvenile mustache during my Freshman year. He did it as an observation, but I avoided him after that. Much later learned that he was “gay” and owned and operated a gay bar after he retired from teaching. He was murdered there in a robbery.
No telling how many kids he molested.
Sorry about the loss of your brother.
F your uncle.