Please Stop... Your Ignorance is Painful...

Ok... as many of you know, I've started making the online dating rounds. It can be rather difficult to meet someone when your whole life is spent running a convenience store (or having to keep your leg elevated because you blew out your knee... like these 2 weeks). I did this hoping I might find a few people who at the very least would be new friends. Well there are a few that I've actually enjoyed talking to, some I've kind of clicked with (nothing serious though, thank God). So I figured I am having the time of my life talking to people... lately life has a way of waiting until I'm confident, then BAM!

I was talking to one on a certain christian dating site... and of course that lovely issue of gay marriage comes up. Now I am actually not happy discussing this with people, not because I'm ashamed of my views, but because I consider it an obvious thing. It's like debating if blacks should be slaves again. Ummm... do I really have to answer that? So I state my view that homosexual marriage is not an abomination, and if gays want to marry, we should let them.

Oh. Dear. God.

First came the Bible quotes. Now if you guys know me, you know that Bible thumping will not get you anywhere with me. You can throw all the Old testament you want at me... it won't change my mind and will simply make me lose respect for you. Congrats, you are demonstrating the exact behavior Jesus had to go up against. You pray loudly so all may hear you. You preach the letter of the law at the expense of the spirit of the law. Go ahead, use the Bible, a book intended to profess love and acceptance of all people, to profess your hate and disgust at a group of people. Next you can use Dr. Seuss's Green Eggs and Ham to profess the horrors of trying new things, and explain that we should never expand our horizons.

Next came the attempts at a logical, philosophical argument on the ethics of gay marriage.

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Try me.

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Then finally... one final stab at hitting my emotional responses. "If you can't imagine two gays making love without it disgusting you, you can't be for it."

This is by far the most interesting attempt I've ever experienced. I could write a whole blog just about my own little crisis with this argument... but here's the thing. It's very premise is flawed. If something disgusts you, it must be wrong.

Picture your parents creating you.

I'm guessing most of you either didn't picture it because... ew... the rest... ew...

If that doesn't work... your grandparents making your parents.

Somewhere down this line... you have to feel kind of disgusted... but if it weren't for these acts, you would never exist. So if it's wrong, your very existence is wrong.

Then she blocked me. My only regret is that I didn't get to block her first.