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We live in an ultra sensitive, uber politically correct society. Nearly anything and everything can be manipulated in a way where it becomes offensive to someone. Literally anything can become offensive to someone in some context. Even who YOU choose to find attractive, your dating preferences.
You got that right, some people out there will take issue with you because of who you are attracted to. A female was recently inquiring if her being attracted to a white guy makes her a “reverse racist.” Such is the conditioning we are subjected to, that simply being attracted to a white man makes her wonder if she is a racist. Black men who date white women also get it. If you like Asians, you can get it too. You prefer Latinas, preparate tambien! You attracted to the same sex, you guessed it, someone has something to say. No matter what, someone has something to say about who you choose to love.
Who are you, or anyone else, to tell me, or someone else who or what they can find attractive? Some say, “it’s not prejudice, but it’s bias.” Whatever! Everyone is biased in some way, shape, or form. It’s human nature, deny it, act holier than thou, I don’t give a damn, we all carry some form of bias. But that is beside the point, the point I’m making is that you can’t tell me who the hell I find attractive.
I accept a lot of things in society, some of which I don’t necessarily agree with, but I “understand” and accept. But, when it comes to who I love, or want to have sex with, I won’t allow you or anyone to tell me what is right or wrong.
So long as it’s legal.
Let’s add this disclaimer for any of you out there who likes children, and might try to use this viewpoint against me when I challenge your attractions. Love between consenting adults is different than when it comes to an adult who wants to love children. This does not apply to that type of scenario, and it is a heinous crime.
I stand up for the LGBTQ community when it comes to their rights to love whoever they want, and I also stand up for myself (and you) on this one. If who I happen to want offends you, then that’s just too damn bad. No one will tell me who I can like, and that’s just the way the cookie crumbles. I advise you to take the same stance as me on this one, and if not, then simply mind your own damn business.
Love who you want to love, and whoever doesn’t like it, well, good thing it’s not their love life. Get the hell out of here with that crap.
Growing Up Bronx