Hello everybody. I've been away for a while, sorry about that. The reason I was here so much for a while was that I was working out a few things for myself where my beliefs are concerned. I pretty much accomplished that goal, so there was nothing left for me to debate.
I've had some interesting experiences because I like chatting with the Arab guys. My noble explanation, and I do say this sincerely, is that I hope to get to know better how they think, and hopefully show them that not all Americans are anti-Arab bigots. It's just me doing my part to form a bridge here and there across the world, since I believe we are a global community now. Yeah, yeah, round of Kumbaya anyone? But it's true. My less-than-legitimate reason is that I think they grow their males damned handsome over there, but that's not a discussion for here. Strangely, I've spoken to very few Arab women; the only Muslim women I've encountered in chats are from Africa and so far all the ones I've chatted with have been apparently trying to get a green card out of me. In a lot of these other countries, I don't think women are allowed anywhere near computers, or any device that might make their day more pleasant, for that matter.
The first problem is that there is some kind of sick obsession with marriage. I'm still trying to get a handle on it, to be frank. My parents are divorced and while I'm sure it's a very beautiful union when it works out right, I have no burning desire to be married to anyone. But especially if they know how old I am (38), they will inevitably ask me if I'm married. I say "no." So they ask "why?" And there's the second problem. I am not ashamed of who I am, and I am damned sure not going to mince words just to protect someone's overblown religious brainwashing and superiority complex. "Because I'm gay," I say, matter-of-factly, although the guy today on FB I warned "you're not going to like the answer." LOL He didn't.
The first stage is Shock. It doesn't quite sink in right at first. You can sort of tell they're taking some time to process what I've just said, like "I don't understand..." No one in their entire lives has ever actually come right out and said such a disturbing thing, as if it weren't a huge problem. The second stage is Panic, and it's quite obvious. Their thoughts get completely jumbled and they don't really seem to know what to do with themselves. "OMAllah, what am I supposed to say to this sinner?!?!?" At least the Christianazis in Bumblefuck, Alabama (no offense to Alabamans) know immediately that they're supposed to hate me and bash my skull in at the first opportunity. No questions there. "FORBIDDEN!!!" I'm warned from Cairo. [Actually, I've heard much different stories from gay guys who've visited there, but I won't go into that now.]
The next and final stage is Straw Grasping...the straws being Islam, of course. I have to sit and listen to a barrage of passages (likely misquoted) from the Koran. See, that's what a good Muslim is called upon to do in the face of this abhorrent lifestyle: lead me back to Mohammed. I'm not scared. I've been able to convince pretty redneck straight guys that I'm not a bad person just because I was born with preferences different from theirs. But man, these Muslim guys are a tough crowd. Getting into my whole spiritual philosophy would probably be as bad of an idea with them as it turned out to be on here, but I try to just gently break it to them that I'm not religious and nothing they can say will change that.
The Egyptian guy today had the nerve to bring up Adam and Eve, and I need to have a small rant about this. If I hear the "Adam & Eve, not Adam & Steve" argument one more time I'm going to have a big old gay hissy fit. Every person on the planet descends from Adam and Eve, right? Adam and Eve had only two children: Cain and Abel, both boys. That's what the bible says. Hence, one of those two sons quite obviously had sex with HIS OWN MOTHER. Right. So loving another man is an abomination, but screwing your own mother is perfectly fine. I'm sorry, but those biblical literalists are fucking sick. I countered with that, but this guy ignored it.
I basically told the guy, "look, I try to be a good person and treat people with kindness and respect. I don't need any holy book to tell me that's the right way to live." Ultimately he did agree with me. Maybe you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, I don't know. We'll see if he says hello next time I sign in or if he'll chicken out and hold fast to his religiously-sanctioned hatred.