At times the silliness and desperation of those who hate us is stunning. It clarifies their true intentions and cuts through the fog to reveal their moral vanity. To wit:
This is how one of James Dobson's resident quacks counsels fathers to prevent their boys from becoming gay:
Meanwhile, the boy's father has to do his part. He needs to mirror and
affirm his son's maleness. He can play rough-and-tumble games with his son, in
ways that are decidedly different from the games he would play with a little
girl. He can help his son learn to throw and catch a ball. He can teach him to
pound a square wooden peg into a square hole in a pegboard. He can even take his son with him into the shower, where the boy cannot help but notice that Dad has
a penis, just like his, only bigger.
My father did all of those things with me. He's the epitome of male all-American-ness. The suggestion is that it is the shortcomings of parents that "cause" homosexuality. Both of my parents were (are) incredible. The gender roles were clear (as was total respect and honor therein). Their love was (is) overt and unconditional. My two sisters and I were completely encouraged to become unique and independent persons (succeeding at that beyond their wildest imaginations).
My parents didn't cause me to be gay, you idiot charlatans! They accept that I am and don't think of me as broken.
Further proof that religious doctrine and political ideology can stifle brains otherwise perfectly capable of intelligence and negate the most impressive educational credentials.