Some or all of these factors may contribute to someone embracing homosexuality:
1) poor parent/child relationship or missing parent
2) lack of childhood bonding with same gender parent
3) child sexually molested by same sex adult (statistically, homosexuals are far more likely to molest children than heterosexuals are)
4) boy with effeminate characteristics or girl who looks and/or acts somewhat masculine is teased as if homosexual, which becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy--"Maybe they're right"
5) child feels different for these reasons, then finds commonality in the homosexual culture through internet site or school peers or other group--"I must be gay"
6) many adults--especially women--who have never been attracted to the same sex decide to embrace that orientation for a variety of reasons
But No One Has Ever Been "Born This Way."
Additional information:
http://www.frc.org/get.cfm?i=Is01B1
http://www.rossolson.org/homosexuality/causes_narth.html
http://www.narth.com/docs/coll-harren.html
http://ankerberg.org/Articles/_PDFArchives/streams-of-life/SL2W0803.pdf
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Bad Cliche
Is there a cliche that you hate? Try the oft-repeated one at the end of this sentence:
"If I divorce my spouse, at least I won't have to worry about the kids, because children are resilient."
How do you know, sir, that they won't suffer emotional pain and "baggage" for decades? How do you know, ma'am, that this cavalierly-dismissed heartache won't lead to physical maladies and/or spiritual weakness? Every study shows that children of divorce are more likely to divorce, to do poorly in school, to commit crimes, and to have a lower standard of living. But at least they're resilient.
"If I divorce my spouse, at least I won't have to worry about the kids, because children are resilient."
How do you know, sir, that they won't suffer emotional pain and "baggage" for decades? How do you know, ma'am, that this cavalierly-dismissed heartache won't lead to physical maladies and/or spiritual weakness? Every study shows that children of divorce are more likely to divorce, to do poorly in school, to commit crimes, and to have a lower standard of living. But at least they're resilient.
The game show of life
A bicyclist approached me as I was jogging. "Good morning," I greeted him. He blankly looked me in the eye and then looked away as he rode off.
"John, here are your choices in the Game of Life!"
Behind door number one:
What an idiot. I try to be nice--what does it get me? Probably thinks I'm queer, tryin' to hit up on him. Idiot. He's the one who looks queer, wearing that gay bicyclist outfit. Idiot. Only two per cent of guys are queer, and he thinks I'm one of them? Idiot.
And behind door number two:
If it wasn't for all the idiot faggots around, guys could be friendly without being so stinkin' suspicious of everyone being a pervert. I wish all those fags would just hurry up and get AIDS and die.
Finally, behind door number three:
Oh, well, maybe he's having a bad morning. I suppose there have been times when I wasn't as friendly as I should have been.
I chose number three, and guess what--That was the winning door! But I have to confess that I considered number one for a couple of seconds.
"John, here are your choices in the Game of Life!"
Behind door number one:
What an idiot. I try to be nice--what does it get me? Probably thinks I'm queer, tryin' to hit up on him. Idiot. He's the one who looks queer, wearing that gay bicyclist outfit. Idiot. Only two per cent of guys are queer, and he thinks I'm one of them? Idiot.
And behind door number two:
If it wasn't for all the idiot faggots around, guys could be friendly without being so stinkin' suspicious of everyone being a pervert. I wish all those fags would just hurry up and get AIDS and die.
Finally, behind door number three:
Oh, well, maybe he's having a bad morning. I suppose there have been times when I wasn't as friendly as I should have been.
I chose number three, and guess what--That was the winning door! But I have to confess that I considered number one for a couple of seconds.
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