Immorality of Christianity and Homosexuality

Mathew 6 (New International Version)
15. But if you do not forgive men their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.

Christians judge people. Clearly. They certainly judge the behaviors of others. They often 'cast the first stone'. Where it's a sin to covet thy neighbors wife -- sin even in the mind-- it's apparently okay to judge in the mind. So, thou shall not Kill or put a piece of flesh in a particular part of flesh of another person if that person is of a particular gender. That is an eternal no-no. It's a stupid and unsupported no-no. But as we know-know is way focused on the genitalia of we small insignificant lambs. This deity has a serious fixation psychosis. A 'fetish' as it were.

The arguments against homosexuality are inane and completely invented. For example, it's unclean to have anal sex. Well, it's unclean not to wash your hands. It can spread disease. How about, "it's icky and I'm not secure in my own masculinity, nor is my wife entirely secure in my masculinity so we both say it's icky. Back in the day we used to be bigots about black people, but since that's fallen out of favor, we've moved on to other things that scare us, but are more publicly acceptable."

There is no morality beyond that of religion that gives a damn about the gender of lovers. Causing unnecessary torment should not be the cause of something that is professed to be good.

In my own experience, there was no 'choice' I made. Perhaps some of those 'good 'ole boys' really struggled with their attraction to males. Maybe they didn't. I know from a very early age (I particularly remember finding a certain stirring of the loins during an episode of the 70's live-action Wonder Woman program) I had a hankering for the female physique. There was no pow-wow in my brain. There was no point when I said to myself, "Hmmm... Soft and bumpy or squared off and hard." Nope. I like the soft and bumpy shape of women long before I realized why I liked them. Long before I took an 'F' on that days math lesson because I was, um, shall we say 'incapable' of working the previous days homework problems on the board in front of the class because Suzy had worn that darn tube top again. Years later I stood before family and friends and vowed to love and honor my wife until the day I leave this life. I love my wife and the family we've created. I love her more deeply than I ever imagined I could love anyone. Far more than I love myself. Far more. Aye, but here's the rub, no one, no God, no man, nation, governing body or law would change that. I'd easily sacrifice my life in order to be with her. There is no other place for me. It's where I belong. If the love I feel for my wife is even remotely comparable to the love between any two people no matter their race, creed, gender or nationality, I feel it's my duty as a human to defend their right to be with that person as completely as they may. No matter what they do in their own time. With their own genitals. In their own home. In fact, I hope they do whatever they like as much as they like and in any way they like so as to make them happy and whole.

If God disagrees with that, then he's simply wrong.

But then he doesn't exist and it's just scared, ignorant and insecure people who are the actual problem. It's just scared, ignorant and insecure people who are so completely wrong. What could possibly more immoral than to tell two grown human being who and how to love?