I don’t know if being gay is a choice or something you are born with. I can’t say that I have ever thought that I was a girl trapped in a man’s body. I do know that human beings are curious by nature. I do see how a boy can fall in love with his mom, or a daughter could fall in love with her dad. It makes all the logical sense to me because these are the first people you know and see, and even these parents have tough times explaining the difference between being in love with someone, and just loving them to their own kids; taking love to different tiers would be an even greater task, especially when the people that were supposed to explain it to them before you were just as lost, if not even more.
I can see how cousins that hang out a lot could experiment with sex with each other. I believe that parenting is one of the thousands of factors that matter in how children develop, and essentially what kind of adults they turn out to be.
Scientists and philosophers have tried to explain, for years, that the choices we make are based on the factors we are exposed to and given. Economists believe that when the choices of poor societies are controlled, but they don’t know that these choices are controlled, they remain in the state of poverty, never being able to leave or succeed into higher classes. Think about it, if I give you a multiple choice exam and every question has answers A-D, it really does not matter what you pick because I control every possible answer anyway… Understand?
Anyway, I was just listening to this badass tune by the collective Saint Ballantine in my headphones while a significant other is sitting here watching the Bruce Jenner interview on 20/20, and I guess the aggressiveness of the song’s production mixed with the delicious bottle of red wine that I am breezing through made me think about my own views on whether being gay is a choice. I won’t go into my own views because this isn’t the appropriate channel to do so in, but I will say that the American Media has a big fault in how the world perceives our great nation. We have gone from being one of the greatest empires in the history of the world to being the ridicule of it. I’m not saying that I even care about how we appear to others because I firmly believe that this is one of the greatest functioning countries on the planet filled with some of the greatest individuals from all over it, but, I will say that I do care about the ridiculous shit we as a society give importance to. I think we need a refresh and re-boot in all of our asses, as a country, to get back to what truly matters, and get our priorities together. Instagram likes, and this importance on numbers (which aren’t even real) has got to go. I mean, what exactly is a five, or a nine? By themselves, numbers ain’t shit anyway.