Yeah, really.
In fact, they detest us so much that when we have “bike nights” in the local towns, the walk-in gawkers outnumber the bikers 10 to 1.
They freaking despise us.
Sarcastically arguing exceptions and coloring your “argument” with words that weren’t used and concepts that weren’t implied, does nothing other than hide the fact that you know you’re hypocritical – to the extent of this one subject – and you don’t want to process that fact.
In a week or two there will occur what has become an annual tradition in my neighborhood: tens of thousands of people are going to show up and have a gay parade. And every year the leaders of that parade are fat, unattractive lesbians on Harleys.
I’m sure you’ve heard of them: “Dykes on Bikes.”
And every year I have two options – I can either watch the attention whores, or I can be driven out of my home by the attention whores.
What I cannot do, is pursue the freedoms of my life, in my own home.
I can’t play my piano. Or catch up on some work. Or enjoy a good book. Or watch a movie. Or sit out in the garden and have a couple beers with my friends.
I am literally being oppressed by fags, in my own home. But that’s not what the gays are telling themselves.
Nope. These stupid dykes see me and my neighbors standing around and think to themselves “Yes! More supporters!”
So…………………….how are you different?
(And I’m not saying this all from a position of “superiority” in relation to you: there are things I know I’m an asshole about.....and I know a couple different ways that I’m a complete hypocrite.)