To: Solon who wrote (11048 ) 4/27/2002 9:26:26 AM From: average joe Respond to of 21057 "Frankly, I could care less about your claim that "homophobic" confuses you, and that you find it frustrating. That is a truckload of pig manure. You looked up the word in half a dozen dictionaries, and you are not at all confused by what it means. Frankly, I think anyone who believes they are born "better" than anyone else and who are so tight-assed about their moral extremism that they fight for the right to ride a moral high horse of smug superiority because they were born with a certain colour, gender, or hormonal make-up, are simply hypocritical a-sholes. Well if you find real too hurtful you could pack up you wayward crew and sail off for here. The last refuge of those who evade reality is some sort of gated community.Subject 51262 You should perhaps take a manifesto or creed of some sort to help you in the wilderness. The following would be a good starting point but I'm sure you can expand on it.gos.sbc.edu "It is a dangerous thing to order the lives of others and I have often wondered at the self-confidence of politicians, reformers and suchlike who are prepared to force upon their fellows measures that must alter their manners, habits and points of view. I have always hesitated to give advice, for how can one advise another how to act unless one knows that other as well as one knows oneself? Heaven knows, I know little enough of myself: I know nothing of others. We can only guess at the thoughts and emotions of our neighbours. Each one of us is a prisoner in a solitary tower and he communicates with the other prisoners, who form mankind, by conventional signs that have not quite the same meaning for them as for himself. And life, unfortunately, is something that you can lead but once; mistakes are often irreparable, and who am I that I should tell this one and that how he should lead it? Life is a difficult business and I have found it hard enough to make my own a complete and rounded thing; I have not been tempted to teach my neighbour what he should do with his. But there are men who flounder at the journey's start, the way before them is confused and hazardous, and on occasion, however unwillingly, I have been forced to point the finger of fate. Sometimes men have said to me, what shall I do with my life? and I have seen myself for a moment wrapped in the dark cloak of Destiny. Once I know that I advised well..." opening paragraph of: "The Happy Man" by W. Somerset Maugham