I hate to remind you guys, but homophobia doesn’t just exist behind church walls. There are plenty of homophobic atheists out there – believe me. If that’s the case, where does the basis of it come from and what needs to happen for us to fix it? Well, allow me to be frank…
Let’s discuss the evidence. Because neither science nor religion adamantly credits homosexuality as a natural thing, the LGBT community is left to fend for themselves. There has yet to be scientific data to say: “Yes. Gay people are, in fact, born this way. Here’s the evidence. ..” Add that fact to the religious beliefs of millions of Christ-followers around the world and it’s a pretty tough case to defend. In a court of law, this argument would be hearsay.
So here’s my question: How do I prove to the world that I’m not a fraud?
Being a man who respects science, research, and data, I have to admit, if I wasn’t a homosexual, it would be hard for me to comprehend. After all, the evidence seems to point to the fact that we’ve somehow managed to “lie” to ourselves and reject nature’s true form.
Look at it this way. If I went into a science lab, did an MRI scan, DNA samples, blood tests, the whole shebang, the only “data” their instruments will show is exactly what my body tells them: I have testosterone, sperm, male pheromones, XY chromosomes, and everything else that “proves” I am supposed to be with a woman. I am supposed to procreate. It’s in my very nature to be attracted to females. Ah, but I’m not. How??
For straight people to truly understand what it’s like to be a homosexual requires a great deal of empathy. Thankfully there are many allies who have, but there are still plenty who haven’t. It’s empathy which can ultimately become a cure for homophobia and all forms of discrimination. You see, the psychology of human beings is such that everything existing in our own realm of understanding is therefore the truth, which becomes reality.
For example, let’s pretend that I’m addicted to chocolate. I love chocolate. I dip my chocolate in my chocolate, pour chocolate syrup in my coffee, I love love chocolate. Now, let’s imagine that you hate chocolate. Because I can’t even fathom the idea that anyone on this earth would hate chocolate, you are then wrong. And I’m right. See how psychology works? This, in my opinion, is the basic idea of homophobia.
I always find it hysterical how most homophobic people never talk with me when discussing the origin of homosexuality, but rather at me. They tell me that I’m wrong, tell me they’re right and pray for me to come to my senses. You would think that, I don’t know, because I’m living it, I would probably know a lot more than they would. They’re hearing it from the horse’s mouth. How many times do we have to say, “I-WAS-BORN-THIS-WAY!” before it actually resonates? That… is not only a sign of a lack of empathy, but textbook brainwashing.
I know I was born gay. It’s just as much of my identity as it is for any straight person on the planet. I don’t blame them for not believing me, because like I said, the evidence to prove my existence is nonexistent. That needs to change.
The LGBT community deserves real scientific research, like those being done by Dr. Qazi Rahman and Dr. Simon Le Vay. We don’t want another case study, research poll, or predictions of how many LGBT-identified people there are in numbers. We want, no, need biological proof so that our identity can be validated. Maybe then LGBT youth won’t be so afraid to come out, maybe then the world will see that I’m not a liar, maybe then homophobia will be at the beginning of it’s extinction.
Here’s the reality. Though there could be serious scientific breakthroughs, researchers like Rahman and Le Vay receive little to no funding, which makes their ideas pointless and their discoveries delayed. Shockingly, there is equally almost no funding for LGBT health research as well. What’s wrong with this picture?
The time to act is now. I personally am sick of defending myself with no proof except my own experiences. A world that can validate my existence is a place I want to be a part of.
That is my rant for the day, thank you very much.