Kermit the Frog once said, “It’s not easy being green”. Well as it turns out, it ain’t easy being gay either. Then again, I suppose it’s never easy to be part of a minority, no matter what your colour or orientation may be. It’s too easy, whether deliberately or otherwise, to misunderstand and therefore dislike or even hate something that dares to be different from what is accepted as the norm.
When I was younger, much younger, all I ever wanted was to just blend in; to be able to be excited about the same things that everyone else was excited about, to be interested in the same things that others were, to find common ground and finally just belong. Now, though, I don’t care that much anymore because as it turns out, whether you’re wrong or right, good or bad, haters will still hate. Universal popularity is practically impossible and life’s too short to live by and for someone else’s approval.
And as for my being gay, I’ve never really understood why it’s that big of a deal. If it’s your inclination to procreate, then please breed to your heart’s desire. Build yourself a harem and see if I care. Yet why is my loving another man such an issue? As long as romantic relationships and sexual acts are consensual, who exactly am I hurting? And if it’s my ‘immortal soul’ that you’re so concerned about, is my homosexuality a bigger sin than the heterosexual man who cheats on and beats his wife? In any case, only God can judge me. And even if your inflated ego at one point or another convinces you to be God, you’re not mine and you never will be.
And if you don’t agree with me, good for you. That’s the whole point anyway.
p.s. This rant is because yesterday I came across the Daily Express headline “Now Asylum If You’re Gay” and today I happened to see a Twitter account in Indonesian language condemning gays and transvestites. Two separate things on very different scales yet both instigate the same feelings when I read them. Hatred is hatred, whether it’s printed in a tabloid or mindlessly typed and tweeted.