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The Continuing Prevalence of Disease in the Gay Male Population

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Hepatitis C virus (HCV) infections are occurring among HIV-negative gay men in London, investigators report in the “Journal of Viral Hepatitis.” Researchers at the Chelsea and Westminster Hospital identified 44 cases of acute HCV infection among HIV-negative gay and other men who have sex with men (MSM) between January 2010 and May 2014. Almost all the men reported unprotected anal sex. There is also an HCV epidemic among HIV-positive gay men in London and many other cities in Western Europe and North America. These infections appear to be due to a combination of sexual risk factors (unprotected anal sex, fisting, co-infection with ulcerative STIs) and drug use behaviors (injecting and snorting). Sexual risk taking was highly prevalent. Almost all (93%) the patients reported unprotected anal sex, with 88% reporting both insertive and receptive unprotected anal sex. A quarter of patients told the investigators that they’d engaged in fisting.

The latest figures by the AIDS Epidemiology Group show that in 2014, 217 people were newly reported with HIV in New Zealand. When comparing the number with preceding years, this is higher than any year since 2008. Gay and bisexual men and other men who have sex with men (MSM) continue to be the most affected group. Of the 217 newly reported diagnoses, 136 (63%) were MSM. Eighty-six (86) of these men were infected in New Zealand compared to 69 in 2013; despite these figures, prevalence rate amongst MSM in New Zealand is one of the lowest in the world at 6.5%; amongst the general population in the US, excluding homosexuals, there is a 1.7% HIV prevalence. This is less than half that of Australia where MSM HIV prevalence is 14% (it is 24% in San Francisco and close to 20% in London).

The Chicago Department of Public Health (CDPH) announced that they have been investigating three confirmed cases of invasive meningococcal disease (IMD) among men who have sex with men (MSM) in the Chicago area. IMD is a rare communicable bacterial disease that can cause meningitis, a severe disease of the brain and spinal cord, and other potentially fatal conditions.




To Truly Love a Gay Relative or Friend – Is to Say Goodbye

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When unsuspecting parents from Memphis, Tennessee found out one of their sons was gay, the devout Catholics offered up affirmation. “We made every effort to make it easier for him to come out,” the mother said.

“Majorities now say homosexuality should be accepted by society (63%) and that the sexual orientation of a gay or lesbian person cannot be changed (60%). Nearly half (47%) say that people are born gay or lesbian. These opinions represent a shift over the past decade…An overwhelming majority of the public (88%) reports personally knowing someone who is gay or lesbian. That is little changed since 2013, but much higher than in the early 1990s [61%.]”
These changing dynamics have perhaps inadvertently created the “coming out” phenomena amid ever young boys and girls: studies found that among homosexuals over 60, the average coming out age was 37; Millennials between 18 and 24 had an average coming out age of 17; now, it is 14. But, conversely, the willingness of parents, families, and relatives to unconditionally accept the lifestyle of a homosexual child, brother, or cousin has made it much “easier” for those afflicted with same-sex attraction to come-out and subsequently to remain in the gay world. It’s a situation in which one societal dynamic affected the other and vice versa; for instance, as gay culture increasingly became semi-sanitized and pushed into the forefront, often in the form of openly gay and bisexual swinging celebrities, actors, and musicians who idealize the homosexual lifestyle, families, and, hence children, became more accepting of homosexuality in general. As children became mind-warped by the plethora of gay imagery in the media, and parents who they themselves grew-up witnessing the bisexual antics of Madonna, became parents, bizarre families of blind acceptance fostered the creation of homosexual kids who come out unashamed and unafraid.
At what point does Christian charity become collaboration and facilitating? When Truth gives way to silence. This always happens after the ritual of coming-out; as the mere act of publically declaring homosexuality is a signal to everyone in the near orbit of the newly christened gay person to wholeheartedly accept them; those that resist are usually given an ultimatum and or then quickly banished. Especially for parents, the possibility of never seeing their children again is a punishment they cannot endure. So, they accept it. Those without struggle, find the acceptance part stress-free and comforting – after all, “they were born this way;” “it wasn’t my fault.” Then, for the most part, having an openly gay member of the family quickly changes all the familial undercurrents – creating a friendly haven for sexual dysfunction and disorder: “In a recent USA Today/Gallup Poll, when asked in an open-ended question why they back gay marriage, about one in 10 supporters cite friends or family members who are gay or lesbian.” For a precious few, threats of exclusion for not celebrating homosexuality are confronted with irresolute strength. I will never forget blowing into my parents’ home one weekend, in tow – a couple of friends from the Castro: I was sporting new tattoos, while one companion was multi-pierced and the other wearing a t-shirt sporting a lurid drawing of a half-naked man. My father very calmly took me aside and said in the most matter-of-fact voice: “don’t ever bring these people here again.” I said: “if they can’t be here – neither will I.”
A few years later, so sick I couldn’t walk out of the hospital, the only living souls who took me in, after all my so-called friends dumped me, were my parents. Sadly, for most gay men and women, they have no one – as every person in their lives bought into the gay lie. Therefore, the gay nightmare is never awoken from – as life becomes a forced sort of sleep with everyone constantly supplying them a daily ration of knock-out drugs. Family and friends, by never questioning or challenging the gay person think they are being tolerate, open-minded and yes – loving. This has also strangely become the case with otherwise sincere Christians who confuse compassion with aiding and abetting. Because, when we say nothing – we are saying that it’s okay. In such an atmosphere, homosexuality will thrive – as the absence of conflict drives the solidification of the gay mind-set in the sufferer. For instance, when I got into homosexuality, although my family was initially rather oblivious, my friends and the culture as a whole confirmed my feelings as righteous and good. Even in the midst of the AIDS crisis, as once beautiful young men collapsed and died all around me – everyone always had an answer to keep you tottering on the edge of death: “accept who you are;” “if you practice safe sex you will be fine;” “settle down with someone;” only, things didn’t seem right: this ever-present nagging sense of gloom and unhappiness never went away; but, I had no one to turn to. With that, I staid. Miraculously for me, I didn’t die. However, I fell hard and flat on my face – I was incredibly desperate; that same desperation had almost driven me to my death as I indulged in ever more insane sexual adventures; yet, this time, something was different; the urgency was focused towards the light and away from darkness. My parents, who had stood firm against the life I chose – provided me with a place to rest; when I could move again – I found a copy of “The Catechism” in their house. With regards to homosexuality: it was cutting and decidedly curt. But, it was what I needed. Without it, I may have licked my wounds for a while, and went right back to the hell hole I just got picked out of. What I read – was a beacon of Truth.
For the gay men and women in your life, be that ever-present lighthouse of Hope and Salvation; be a living representation of “The Catechism.” Tell them the Truth; be prepared – as they will rage and accuse you of everything from homophobia to outright hate. But, your strength will ensure that they always have someone to turn to – especially when the false glamour of homosexuality, and the easy promise of love, fades away and they are left scared and alone. Without you – they may die.





Catholic Saint on the Christian Correction of the Sinner

Gay Porn Star Dies of AIDS

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Rick Karp (aka Cole Tucker)
1953-2015
RIP

The One Thing Gay Marriage Will Never Change [Warning: Very Graphic Language]

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As I neared 30 years of age, and over a decade of being in the gay lifestyle, I grew increasingly unsatisfied and desperate – for a time, I was willing to try absolutely anything: I even took a stab at monogamy. My short-lived transformation from would-be porn star to respectable husband took place after inadvertently meeting someone I was not looking for; he was younger than me, not my physical type, and a bit too self-assured for my taste; like many aging gay men, as I got older, my attentions were continuously drawn towards naive, somewhat innocent young men, who sadly reminded us of ourselves when we first walked into homosexuality; its comparable to a vampiristic craving for new blood. Yet, there was also a sincere part of me that stubbornly wondered if a gay man could settle-down; while over the years, I occasionally became the outside third-party in the midst of boredom between two “happily” married men. Only, was there still in existence, tucked away somewhere in the outlying areas of the Castro, a truly virtuous and fully expressive gay couple?
Meeting him was the closest thing I had ever gotten to love – only, the nature of gay sex quickly sullied everything I seemed to touch: in particular – him. Anal sex, no matter your purported expertise or years of experience – either as the submissive or active partner: is always fraught with mishaps and even injury. And, then there is the often long and difficult prep-period of purging and cleansing. By the time the moment arrives – it’s so unspontaneous that if feels clinical. Then, I couldn’t stand the guilt as I drove him to the inevitable visit with the proctologist; in many ways it was the past revisited– it was me all over again – only the roles were reversed. I talked to an older friend whose opinion I valued, he understood completely, having gone through much the same thing with one of his partners, he said: “you should only blow-each other off.” I accepted his advice; what commenced afterwards was a bizarre exercise in grossly detached sex: with one person always buried face down in your crotch, accompanied by unappealing slurping sounds, and the intermittent spitting out of stray public hairs.  
In my earnest desire for something more, for something beyond the endless one-night stands and friends with benefits, this experiment in monogamy turned into the same impersonal sex I was finding increasingly empty and uncertain. It felt inevitable and doomed. I finally realized that the fullest expression of physical affection and love could never reach fulfillment with another man; it would forever fall into a sad farce of the genuine biological compatibility and emotional reciprocation found in heterosexuals. I became angry, I cursed the world; none of my venom shot towards God as I finished believing in his existence years before. Nature was the enemy, as it condemned us to wander restless and wary – never finding the ability to express our emotions. After that, my life spun totally out of control – I had given up. Instinctively, I knew that the whole gay dream was actually a nightmare, and, I was going to play out the horror film scenario to the bloody end. When I unthankfully survived – the focus on the body miraculously ceased; then, I understood that a higher Love existed beyond what I could merely sense. I realized that all that came before was a tragic performance that never went above play-acting: trying to experience the indescribable, but never going beyond the head of my penis. Incredibly, the Love I found transcended the physical – and all I needed was the spirit.  



Catholicism and Homosexuality: Where the Courageous Must Go

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“By knowing the truth about ourselves and our emotions, we can discover ways to mature and gain the emotional equilibrium and healthy balance we need to take charge of our lives, grow closer to Christ, and share in the joy of His love…Such knowledge is a sure guide to healthy and holy living, for without proper understanding of the important role played by our passions, a person is truly left in the dark. When people are afraid of owning their emotions, they wear a mask. And if a person denies his feelings, he acts them out.” - Taken from “The Freedom to Love” by Fr. Emmerich Vogt, O.P.

When I first “re”-discovered Catholicism, after a faulty maturation in the Faith as a child of the 1970s, and after abandoning all semblance of Christianity for almost a decade, I came back to the Church as a heavily battered and wounded refugee of the gay sexual revolution. For years, I sought solace and the answer to all my questions in the cesspool of sex. Yet, that freedom only brought about enslavement and a deepening sense of loss that always seemed to grow from within. Only, I kept trying to make things work: going from one partner to another - believing that the next one would make everything else go away, tripping from the New Age to the occult, plunging further into perversity - feeling the pain slip away if only for a few brief moments. Hoping against hope, as I had nowhere left to turn - I inexplicably opened “The Catechism of the Catholic Church.” I read: “Homosexual persons are called to chastity.” I thought to myself: “Okay…that’s fine with me.” “I am tired and over-sexed anyway.” 
At first, staying chaste was easy - I never even masturbated. Sexual thoughts were often ephemeral and short-lived. Although, I was continuously racked with guilt, unable to accept forgiveness from the Father, strangely enough - temptations of the flesh were a thing of the past. Only, I was not at peace. I hated what I did, and I detested myself for doing those things; I could not understand why I went so far astray; why I had fallen so far. Suddenly, Christ removed this self-loathing pride through a young (only a few years older than myself) and gentle priest who somehow instinctively sensed my inner turmoil. Now, finally freed from the last demonic vestiges of insecurity - I actively desired to know why my life till that point had been filled with such turmoil; surfing the internet - I found the Courage apostolate; first, I read Fr. John Harvey’s authoritative “The Truth About Homosexuality;” often heavily citing studies performed by other researchers and authors - the majority of the lengthy chapters delved into the “why” of homosexuality. At about the same time, I also came across “A Parent’s Guide to Preventing Homosexuality” by Dr. Joseph Nicolosi. Both works were a revelation; as Fr. Emmerich wrote, I was surprisingly “knowing the truth” about myself: the tragic failures in my upbringing, the abuse I had no control over, and my hapless way of dealing with it all. 
Second, I attended a Courage “meeting” in San Francisco. I had not returned to the City in several years, before arriving at the Golden Gate Bridge, I pulled my car over to the side of the road so I could vomit. Even though the fear slowly dissipated, I still felt anxious about going back to where I buried cherished friends and almost lost my own soul. At the Cathedral, where the meeting took place, I found a small room reserved for Courage; windowless and cramped - it all felt slightly clandestine. Regardless, I was happy to know that the Church offered something for those blessed enough to have survived being gay. 
I attended regularly for several months; mainly to go to Confession - as the priest was kind and soft-spoken; in addition, after several encounters with unashamedly pro-gay priests - it was a welcome relief to find a Confessor and spiritual adviser who actually upheld the teachings of the Church with regards to homosexuality. As for the group meetings: I quickly found them increasingly tiresome and unproductive. For, a majority of the time concentrated on personal stories from the other members concerning their successes and failures, mostly failures, since the last time we were together. As most of the men lived within San Francisco - reminiscences often centered around the temptations of living in the Castro, partaking in gay functions while trying to remain chaste, and periodic falls back into sexual activity with other men. Often, this scenario of reoffense, return to Courage for Confession, and reoffense, repeated itself over and over again. Having never gone back to gay sex, I had little to share - so, I usually hung back, but always listened with a keen interest. Infused with the knowledge gleaned from the books by both Fr. Harvey and, most importantly by Dr. Nicolosi, I longed to ask the inevitable question: “why.” “Why” do you continually feel drawn to gay sex, or why are you attracted to this type of man or to that particular sex act; why do you keep going back? With “cross-talk,” or interjecting, strictly forbidden, by the time everyone got their turn and we’d gone around the circle - it was time to go. To me, everything appeared unresolved. There was a forced sort of chastity, but I rarely saw healing - and, I never saw joy. After one such meeting, I stood outside the conference room, which immediately opened up to the Cathedral parking lot; silently, I stood there - as the other men walked almost dejectedly into the darkness of the City. I never attended another meeting. 
Out on my own, with the help of several knowledgeable and infinitely patient priests, I delved deeper into memories of my childhood; often horrendously painful, I remembered things I had long buried within my subconscious. Far from inconsequential trials that every boy goes through - these were pivotal moments in my life that unfortunately set up my future swerve into homosexuality: a particular boy who mercilessly teased me - that would later transform into the image of the dominant sexualized male; the sexual abuse by an older girl - that later became fetishized; and the horrific porn images I saw as a boy - that would later serve as a blue-print for my own sexual perversity. In every case, that which I was attracted to as an adult homosexual male had its roots in some childhood trauma. Then, I understood the source of my miss-wired emotions. Repeating what Fr. Emmerich wrote: Such knowledge is a sure guide to healthy and holy living, for without proper understanding of the important role played by our passions, a person is truly left in the dark. When people are afraid of owning their emotions, they wear a mask. And if a person denies his feelings, he acts them out.” 
Gradually, because I knew from where they emerged, those old desires and passions no longer controlled me. They had lost their power. They had been unmasked and I was freed; free from ever repenting them again; as I no longer needed to find male companionship and acceptance, that which I never received as a child, by having sex with other men; I no longer needed to make sense out of abuse by repeating it, trying to take pleasure from it, while making-believe that it wasn’t that bad; and I no longer needed the little bits of escape afforded by a brief slip into born. Through the Grace of Our Lord Jesus Christ - I am free. 

*What I tried to reimagine in this computer art (from a picture taken at my first porn shoot) were my many damaged layers from childhood that needed healing; by allowing Our Lord into those hidden areas of our life – He “Crossed” all those wounds out of existence and made me anew.


Fifth Gay Porn Death of 2015

Beyond Courage: Homosexuality and My Experience with Small Group Support

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After attending regular Courage “meetings” for a few years, I slowly drifted away from those more formal gatherings. Blessedly, at the time (roughly from around 1999-2002) Courage offered an on-line support chatroom. The room was open for a couple of hours one night a week. Now that I stopped making the trip into San Francisco to attend the in-person meetings, this was about my only means of connecting with other men suffering from unwanted same-sex attraction. Depending on the night, there would be between 15 and 20 guys in the chatroom. Topics ranged from the insignificant to the incredibly deep. Some merely wanted to share their current struggles, while others (usually me) put forth larger questions concerning the origins of their own homosexuality and how that related to their current efforts. Some wanted to partake in these bigger questions – others did not. Then, what made the chatroom wonderful was the ability to break off and personally message someone which enabled a one-on-one conversation. Looking back, those times spent hashing through much of my emotional baggage, with another man, someone I hardly knew, were about of the most important moments in my recovery: the certain anonymity of the internet, the ability to reach a wider cross section of men from different backgrounds and ages, and the ease of a non-restricted conversation, enabled me to unburden myself for the first time in my life – in many respects, telling my story, and then hearing that another man lived almost the same plot line, made it all seem less oppressively substantial.

Also through the chatroom, I stayed in touch with men from my own local Courage chapter as well as meeting others from all around the US. And, in those one-on-one chat sessions, with a few, I created lasting friendships; some of the most important I ever had. First, we exchanged phone-numbers, then, oftentimes sat for hours talking over the phone: With a small number of men, I had a very strong connection – for the first time, really in my entire life, I was having a none sexual relationship with another man. At first it was an extremely odd feeling – being just friends with another guy; liking someone for themselves – not for their looks or their personal charm or magnetism; but, solely for who they are. After getting to know each other long distance, I met with some of my new found comrades. The bond forged between us was something that could never have formed under the restrictive confines of a Courage meeting; though, Courage was the blessed catalyst that brought us all together. Then, for the most part, most of us decided to leave the formal Courage structure behind; and, then, sort of out of necessity, we started forming our own little communities; with one or two of the arrangements becoming permanent. We went beyond Courage, only it had laid the groundwork – proving a forum of Hope. Though, for true healing to take place, we all had to move past the daily grind which occupied much of the “sharing” segment of the Courage meetings and delve deeper into the real reason for it all; it was as if: because I had been hurt by men, I needed to be healed by men. 



Dead Gay Porn Stars Memorial [Updated & Revised]

Former Seminarian Turned Gay Porn Star Dies

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Bruno Bordas*
19??-2015
RIP

*According to an interview conducted in 2008, Bordas revealed that he spent time at an Argentine seminary studying for the priesthood before leaving to enter the gay lifestyle and the porn industry. Asked about the sin he confessed most often, Bordas said:  “…there was a time, especially in adolescence, in which I masturbated often - causing great shame And to do it thinking about boys was adding to my guilt… the questionable thing is that the priest often played down the veracity that I was attracted to boys, saying that perhaps it was due to the fact that I had not been with women, or to the fact that friendship can often be mistaken for a desire towards the other person.” (In hind-sight, probably not the best advice from the priest; in essence, being too dismissive allows the homosexual impulses to take a firmer stronghold within the child as the clear cause of the same-sex attraction is not addressed.) Later, Bordas said he was told that sexual desires are a matter of “sublimación” (suppression); this never works; for it was the suppression of childhood trauma which initially triggered the homosexuality in the first place - suppressing it again just adds to the person’s dysfunction. 


Dead Gay Journalist Randy Shilts on Homosexual Denial and the Future of AIDS

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During a 1987 interview with famed journalist and author Randy Shilts, a reporter asked for his opinion concerning the AIDS crisis, Shilts said: “I hate to be the one to say it, but I don't think our gay leaders are going to tell us. The fact is that we're not in the middle of the epidemic, we're at the beginning.” He continued: “I don't think that civil liberties are the most important thing. The gay political leadership is misguiding us by always talking about civil liberties. The most important thing for most gay men...is going to be just keeping sane in the face of all this suffering, because what I do know is going to happen is that we are going to be facing an incredible amount of untimely death...We need to begin gearing ourselves for it psychologically as human beings.”

Author's note: During his lifetime, Randy Shilts remained an extremely controversial figure in the gay community; Shilts died of AIDS in 1994 at age 42. Although an unapologetic advocate for gay rights, Shilts was not a blind ideologue. Most controversially, in his celebrated book “And the Band Played On,” a detailed retelling of the early struggle to uncover the mysterious AIDS virus, Shilts partially laid the blame for the epidemic on the rampant sexual hedonism practiced by gay men. For most, this admittance was totally unacceptable. Subsequently, to many, both in and out of the homosexual world – he became either a prophet or a pariah.

Now, over 20 years since his death, much of what he said has proven true: the needless suffering and excruciating deaths endured by thousands of gay men during the 1990s; the continuing obsession among gay leaders with one civil liberties battle after another: from gays in the military to same-sex marriage; and the collective homosexual inability to cope with the psychological effects of AIDS. Today, although much fewer die of the disease, HIV infections are rampant within the gay male population: Overall, gay men — account for more than half of the 1.2 million people living with HIV in the United States (59%, or an estimated 712,500 persons) and approximately two-thirds of all new HIV infections each year (66%, or an estimated 31,400 infections). Only, gay men continue to construct successively larger and more elaborate worlds of fantasy and make-believe: so far, the biggest of them all – the myth of male homosexual monogamy; hence the current push for the universal acceptance of same-sex marriage; a day-dream that seems only held together by the promise of Truvada (the wonder drug touted by the gay press, which can be used as a pre-exposure prophylactic). In every case, the rhetoric of victory over discrimination proves more appealing than that of depression and disease. But, this goes part and parcel with a psychology of avoidance – to imagine things as they are not: a disease free gay world of middle-class domesticity; and oftentimes for the younger set: a complete immersion in sexual freedom and perversity – as if the 1970s never ended, and, the party didn’t get interrupted by AIDS; in both cases, this way of thinking is delusional and ultimately deadly. 


World Meeting of Families Catholic Speaker Still Claims to Be Gay

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The only featured presenter who will speak about homosexual issues at the upcoming World Meeting of Families in Philadelphia is Ron Belgau. In a recent blog, Mr. Belgau wrote:
“I describe myself as gay because my sexual attractions are almost always directed toward someone of my own sex. Jeremy Erickson describes himself as bisexual because his sexual attractions have been directed toward persons of both sexes.
For myself, one of the reasons that it is important to simply and straightforwardly acknowledge that I am gay is that I have seen how much damage was done by the strange semantic games many in the exgay movement have played to conceal ongoing homosexual attraction.
The first definition for the word ‘gay’ on Dictionary.com is ‘of, relating to, or exhibiting sexual desire or behavior directed toward a person or persons of one’s own sex; homosexual.’ Although I am celibate, I still fit that definition with regard to sexual desire, so I accept the label.”
I could not disagree more, for the word “gay,” in my experience, brings to mind so many horrific images of the past: the friends that died needlessly due to AIDS, the suffering and loneliness I endured as a supposedly happy gay man, and the sad plight of those still trapped within the lifestyle. Because gay is not just a descriptive word, but a label; a means of self-identification and a way to communicate with others who you are: I am gay! Now, to identify as gay, while choosing not to have sex with those of the same gender, is to rather stubbornly hold onto the orientation; if that’s the case – then the identity stills possesses something of value, beyond its use as a simple descriptive label. (Also, to resort plainly to semantics, the definition of “gay” from the dictionary, is to neglect all the other social and cultural connotations that word has taken on over the years: “Gay Pride,” “gay porn,” “gay marriage.”) But, moreover, to myself, and to the countless others who escaped homosexuality – the word gay is a lie: as it promised fulfillment and self-satisfaction if we just had the guts to “come-out;” it promised a risk-free sex life if we merely played “safe;” and it promised a normal life of monogamous domesticity, for those so inclined, if we could only find the right man. Yet, coming-out solved nothing: it only confined us in a way of life that continually tottered on the extremes of self-centeredness and hedonism; “safe-sex” was buried as a false ideology in the same dark grave as the naive boys who believed it; and, how many men would you have to sleep through in order to find the mythical perfect guy?

Nevertheless, some cling onto these false hopes. In another blog, Belgau writes, concerning his adolescent crush on a fellow boy: “…there is no good reason to think that my feelings for my friend were derived primarily from disordered sexual desires.” And, herein resides his pervasive need to remain under the gay rainbow umbrella: in his mind, to validate those homosexual feelings as good and worthy emotions. They are not; even if you think you can control them, through chastity; in that sense, chastity becomes a feckless suppression, which always makes the sufferer restless and continually searching for a sense of inner-completion; hence, finding it in the realization and acceptance of being gay. Then, identifying as gay goes part and parcel with the inability to recognize those feeling as “disordered.” My Experience? Deal directly with the hurt: in my case - I was molested by an older girl when I was kid; I was exposed to porn as a boy; was horribly wimpy and effeminate in school; mercilessly teased; and always longed for male acceptance. Admitting and humbly accepting the reality of our wounded nature is paramount to recovery – then, this reveals just how “disordered” our feelings really were; including those boyhood infatuations. Without making that step – we are always locked into the gay mind-set; we are never free; and, we may be chaste in body, but not in spirit.

Identifying as “gay” is the same as identifying with death:
According to the CDC:
“In 2013, MSM [men who have sex with men] accounted for 68 percent of all new HIV diagnoses—a 10 percent increase from 2009.”
And:
“In 2013, 75% of the reported P&S syphilis cases were among men who have sex with men.”
And:
Among males aged 13-24 years 90% of HIV infections were attributed to male-to-male sexual contact. According to the CDC, if HIV continues to spread at its current rates, more than half of college-aged men will have HIV by age 50.
I will never link myself again with a lifestyle that has meant despair, disease, and destruction to so many men. For I cannot forget visiting for the last time a dear friend who was dying of AIDS; in the gay scheme of things, he was not exceptionally promiscuous, but he was utterly charismatic and probably most fully encapsulated, back then, what I thought of as the gay ideal. Being rather young and stupid, as my friend appeared completely sullen that particular day, I tried to cheer him up by rather thoughtlessly saying what a full and eventful life he had. He looked at me, and in the most matter-of-fact tone, said: “It wasn’t worth it.” And, in the end, that’s what the whole gay experiment comes down to: it isn’t worth it.

I think Fr. Paul Check stated it best, when he said in a 2013 interview: “In ‘Veritatis Splendor,’ Blessed Pope John Paul II says that we are in some degree changed by our actions, although we have a fixed human nature. The more a young person self-identifies, the more he is already making a choice in order to firm up that identity in his mind.”

Link to original blogs (mentioned above) by Belgau


No One Walks Away From the Gay Lifestyle; You Have to be Carried Out

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I receive a lot of questions about getting out of the gay lifestyle; well, it’s easy to get into, but very difficult to get out. For, over the years, I never knew one person, heavily into the scene, who suddenly had an epiphany, or an intellectual awakening, or a gradual realization that something was morally wrong. Like Saul, you tend to trudge along – oblivious to everything and everyone around you until that fateful day when you literally get knocked onto your arse. With gay men: this usually occurs when someone dies, you get a disease (typically an STD), or you mentally can’t stand the break-neck pace of none-stop homosexual hook-ups. Then, you collapse; like me, at that point, few know what to do next. In my era, most of my friends who came to this dark place – gave up: they kept banging until AIDS finally took them, they put a needle in their arm, or they simply surrendered that last little speck of themselves. A few saw something walking towards them, steadily and purposefully through the hopelessness. We crawled towards it – only moving a few inches. Then, we got scooped up, and were never seen in those miserable places again. 

“The Lord wishes to cleanse you from the trouble of your sickness and to show you light after darkness. The good Shepherd, Who left them that had not wandered away, is seeking after you. If you give yourself to Him He will not hold back. He, in His love, will not disdain even to carry you on His own shoulders, rejoicing that He has found His sheep which was lost. The Father stands and awaits your return from your wandering. Only come back, and while you are yet afar off, He will run and fall upon your neck, and, now that you are cleansed by repentance, will enwrap you in embraces of love. He will clothe with the chief robe the soul that has put off the old man with all his works; He will put a ring on hands that have washed off the blood of death, and will put shoes on feet that have turned from the evil way to the path of the Gospel of peace. He will announce the day of joy and gladness to them that are His own, both angels and men, and will celebrate your salvation far and wide.” ~ St. Basil of Caesarea



Gay Marriage: It’s Not About Being Gay, or About Marriage - It’s About Fathers and Sons

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Upon entering the gay lifestyle, I was immediately struck by the often large age discrepancy between many male couples. In fact, my first boyfriend was nearly 20 years older than I. But this was something I had been partially groomed for - mainly through my constant addiction to pornography. For, “Daddy” porn is a mainstay within the lexicons of gay pornographic scenarios: usually with the older dominant male introducing the younger less-experienced submissive partner into the world of all-male sex; oftentimes, as well, these situations take on an incestuous plot-line with uncles or older brothers, and in some cases fathers, seducing their younger relatives and their sons. Legendary gay porn director Joe Gage recently said that the demands of gay porn fans often drove his scripts; and they eventually included father-son sex: “But then people called me and told me these deep unspoken fantasies and they wanted me to take it to the next level.” Only, the popularity of these films in the gay market speaks to a wider phenomena of “father hunger.” According to one review of current literature describing the father son relationship and its effect on homosexuality:
“Multiple studies (Floyd & Morman, 1998; Floyd & Morman, 2000; Floyd, Sargent, & Di Corcia, 2004), have been conducted to assess affection in human relationships, including the father-son relationship. Using the Affectionate Communication Index, psychologists have been able to measure affection within relationships. Males who are homosexuals tend to be neglected emotionally by their fathers and receive less affection than their heterosexual counterparts.”* 
Therefore, the gay marriage push within the homosexuality community is a retreat and a return to the father: as HIV infections continue to skyrocket among gay men, especially among younger men, (from 2008 to 2010, new HIV infections increased 22% among young [aged 13-24] gay and bisexual men and 12% among gay and bisexual men overall) this uncertainty and fear has created an atmosphere of innate desperation and an instinctual desire to feel protected. Already wounded by the lack of masculine love in their childhood, homosexuals turn to father-figures in the gay community: an older lover. Then, marriage becomes the ultimate promise of security. 

Several studies have found that the age discrepancy among gay male couples is the highest of any social group:

Australian Social Trends, July 2013  
“Same-sex relationships tended to have a greater age gap between partners than opposite-sex relationships. For female same-sex couples there was an average age gap between partners of 4.8 years, and for male couples there was an average gap of 6.5 years. In around a quarter (25%) of male same-sex relationships there was an age difference of 10 years or more between the partners, compared with only 8% for opposite-sex couples.”

The Demographics of Same-Sex Marriages in Norway and Sweden
“In Sweden, half of all new male partnerships involved partners with a couple mean age above 40. By contrast, only 14 percent of heterosexual marriages involved such senior spouses. The relatively high ages also allow for a larger age gap between same-sex partners. Substantial age differences between partners are more common in same-sex partnerships than in opposite-sex marriages. They are more common in partnerships of men than in partnerships of women: Around one third of all male partnerships are formed by partners where the age difference amounts to ten years or more.”

Same-Sex Unions and Divorce Risk: Data From Sweden
“More than half of all male partners (and 37 percent of all lesbian partners) had an age difference between partners of at least six years, compared to 23 percent of Swedish marriages contracted over the time period. In more than one out of three gay male couples, one partner was at least ten years older than the other (compared to about one out of 7 lesbian couples and one out of 10 of opposite-sex marriages).”

May–December: Canadians in age-discrepant relationships
“…male same-sex couples are the most likely to be in age discrepant unions. Compared to 42% of male-female couples and 59% of female same-sex couples, 64% of men who reported being in same-sex relationships are in unions where the age gap is 4 or more years. One-quarter (26%) of men in male same-sex couples are in relationships where the age gap between partners is 10 or more years, compared with 18% of women in female same-sex unions and 8% of women and men in male-female unions.”

France’s Insee statistics agency reported:
“the average age difference in same-sex marriages was eight years in male couples and 5.5 years in female couple, against 4.3 years in mixed marriages, Insee reported.”





Photo Gallery: 2015 San Francisco Gay Pride Outreach


“They Are All Looking for a Father;” and more musing from the 2015 San Francisco Gay Pride Parade

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This year’s San Francisco Gay Pride Parade was billed as “historic” because just two days before, the Supreme Court issued its ruling which legalized same-sex marriage throughout the US. Yet, despite the apparent reasons to be jubilant – little has changed. Since I attended my first Gay Pride at age 19 in 1988 – I saw the same displays of naked guys gyrating on heavily tinseled floats, the same topless lesbians, and the same fervor to get as high and or drunk as possible in the least amount of time; the only major shift I noticed since returning to the Parade as a Christian witness, are the large numbers of minors, especially young girls – who seem to openly and rather pathetically ape the bisexual swingings of current gay icons Katy Perry and Miley Cyrus. Other than that – it’s business as usual: drug-induced giddiness that quickly turns to dry-mouthed desperation; despite the bouncing sun-burned raw flesh that is everywhere – there is a peculiar inability to get aroused; and the ever-present and pervasive sense of boredom that even permeates the over-heated and screeching young children dragged their by touting gay parents.

With my JesusLovesGayMen.com and Women.com sign raised high – the older and curious who remember me and the young and inquisitive who want a free Bible, or one of the religious bracelets that I give away, walk up to me. They typically thank me for declaring that Christ does indeed Love gay men and women, then I hand them a card which gives an internet link to an hour long video detailing my life in San Francisco and escape from the porn industry. Most are surprised and want to know more. I give them a quick 1 minute synopsis of my life before, during, and since homosexuality. Even though they sense that I am clearly not a rabid gay ideologue, still, they understand that I too have suffered – therefore, they always immediately tell me their story – which never takes a minute. But, I listen, that’s really why I am there: to simply listen.

This year, I spoke with a number of precious souls: people raised as Catholics, but, sometimes, without actually thinking about, who just drifted away from Church; some told me they still believe, oftentimes visit one of the majestic and awe-inspiring church’s in the City, but that they never go to Mass; some outwardly rebelled against the Church, understanding – usually only half-heartedly, the Church’s condemnation of homosexuality; many more, found inclusive Christian sects that accepted them for “who they are.” The majority felt that they no longer needed the Church, and that the Church no longer needed, or wanted, them. One person got downright angry with me: claiming that I was asking homosexuals to change. I said I was not: “…that was their decision, but they have a right to know that an alternative does exist.” A few try to trap me with loaded questions: “Does God love homosexuals in a committed relationship;” my answer to these questions is always: yes, yes, yes. God always Love His Children; to myself – I think: He does not Love what they do, but he will always Love them. But, every time, I choose to remain non-confrontational – I am there merely as a messenger: giving the option to those who want to listen; ultimately it’s their call: to stay or to leave – however, they deserve to know that a good life does await them outside of the gay lifestyle.

Some conversations swerve from the spiritual and into the purely material: I inevitably get asked what it is like to be in porn. Along those lines, those that know who I am, think they have the right to grab me inappropriately; my backside was squeezed too many times that day; but, I do not give them the reaction they want; because I understand that everything in the gay world is immediately sexualized: it’s a way of falsely pulling something close to you, and, at the same time, shoving it away: for, when something is sexualized, it brings it down to a plain of existence that we can easily understand – that we can touch and feel; yet, it also degrades it…trivializes it – lowers everything to a level that we can idly take-in while refusing to consider the larger questions that are clearly implied. This is because, in the gay community we fear so much: especially those who have hurt us – so, in order to cope, we strive to conquer our fears by having sex with them; i.e. being sodomized by an older man makes us believe that perhaps our father did love us.

One middle aged man that I spoke with, still attractive and “bear-ish” in his 50s, remembered seeing me on YouTube; being of the same generation – we reminisced a bit about San Francisco in the 1980s and 90s; then, he said: that he got hit on 10 times today. I asked him: “Where they younger?” “Oh yes,” he answered rather matter-a-factly, like I already knew what he was going to say: “…they are all looking for a father.” Over the thumping blasts from the numerous DJs, I said out loud: “Precisely.”



Is Catholic and Gay Okay? The Church Says No Way!

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In a recent interview with “Gay, Catholic and Feeling Fine” author Joseph Prever, a reporter from The Catholic News Agency asked him:
“If the understanding in the Christian world is that homosexuality is a ‘disorder,’ and homosexual activity is a sin, then logically it would seem like as Christians, we would want to help our fellow Christians who are ‘dis-ordered’ to be ‘ordered.’ Do you think there’s a problem with that logic?”
He answered: “I think there’s a problem with that phraseology. There’s a subtle but importance difference in saying that somebody has a disordered inclination and saying that somebody is disordered.”

In actuality, the reporter’s assumption was 100% correct; in his “Letter to the Bishops of the Catholic Church on the Pastoral Care of Homosexual Persons” then Cardinal Ratzinger warned against such ambivalence or equivocation:
“3. Explicit treatment of the problem was given in this Congregation's ‘Declaration on Certain Questions Concerning Sexual Ethics’ of December 29, 1975. That document stressed the duty of trying to understand the homosexual condition and noted that culpability for homosexual acts should only be judged with prudence. At the same time the Congregation took note of the distinction commonly drawn between the homosexual condition or tendency and individual homosexual actions. These were described as deprived of their essential and indispensable finality, as being "intrinsically disordered", and able in no case to be approved of.
In the discussion which followed the publication of the Declaration, however, an overly benign interpretation was given to the homosexual condition itself, some going so far as to call it neutral, or even good. Although the particular inclination of the homosexual person is not a sin, it is a more or less strong tendency ordered toward an intrinsic moral evil; and thus the inclination itself must be seen as an objective disorder.”

Therein is the truth: the homosexual act as well as the inclination to homosexuality is “disordered;” then, to claim to be “gay” is to align yourself with a “moral evil;” with that in mind: I find it highly disturbing that several well-know “gay” Catholics, including Prever, as well as Eve Tushent and Ron Belgau; who have all be given prominent bully-pulpits in which to further their gay and chaste message, often hold-fast to their gay identity; Tushnet stated in her book: “I’m in no sense ex-gay. In fact, I seem to become more lesbian with time—college was my big fling with bisexuality, my passing phase…” while Belgau said: “The first definition for the word ‘gay’ on Dictionary.com is ‘of, relating to, or exhibiting sexual desire or behavior directed toward a person or persons of one’s own sex; homosexual.’ Although I am celibate, I still fit that definition with regard to sexual desire, so I accept the label.”

I think this attitude goes part and parcel along with a larger misunderstanding which attempts to maintain that after all – gay people do not need fixing; in the same interview Perver said:
“I think a lot of gay men and women do have emotional issues that aren’t going to be dealt with if they’re told that everything is already ok. But on the other hand, this is dangerous because you have a lot of Christian people already assuming from the get-go that if somebody is homosexual, then they must have various and many emotional issues that need working on, and that’s not necessarily the case.”
This is an odd response, as the mere fact that gay men want to take another man’s penis into their bodies, something that does not belong there - nor does it fit, proves without a doubt that all is not well within the homosexual psyche. The ongoing tragedy of AIDS also shows how endemic and pervasive the problem has become: “the CDC notes that while homosexual men make up only a very small percentage of the male population (4%), MSM account for over three-quarters of all new HIV infections…if HIV infections among men who have sex with men (MSM) continue to rise at the current rates, more than half of college-aged homosexual men will have HIV by the age of 50.”

Anyone who has survived the gay lifestyle, including myself, knows that just as homosexual acts are clearly “disordered,” the inclination and the desire to partake in those acts is also disordered: for it was that all-encompassing need for male approval and love, twisted by our gay-approving culture into something purely sexual, that led so many of us to the grave. We saw being “gay” as the answer – the promise of happiness embodied in the rainbow flag; once we know Christ – to claim to still be gay is hold onto that false ideology and all it stands for; because we must be made anew – and leave behind all those old ways of thinking and those old “labels.” ~ “And no man putteth new wine into old bottle: otherwise the new wine will break the bottles, and it will be spilled, and the bottles will be lost. But new wine must be put into new bottles; and both are preserved.”

In the above context, this work is worth re-citing:
The Archives of Sexual Behavior reports “One of the most salient findings of this study is that 46% of homosexual men and 22% of homosexual women reported having been molested by a person of the same gender.”
Marie E. Tomeo, “Comparative Data of Childhood and Adolescent Molestation in Heterosexual and Homosexual Persons,” Archives of Sexual Behavior 30 (2001): 539.

Also look at these previous blogs on the same subject:
Is it Okay to be Catholic and Gay?
http://www.josephsciambra.com/2015/05/the-disorder-in-gay-lifestyle-defense.html

The "Disorder" in the Gay Lifestyle: A Defense of Catholicism
http://www.josephsciambra.com/2015/05/the-disorder-in-gay-lifestyle-defense.html



Note: Thank you to my friend John for inspiring this blog.



“Spiritual Friendship:” Chaste Love or Slippery Slide into Gay Sex?

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The authors at Crisis Magazine have done an extraordinary job uncovering the misconceptions and outright misrepresentations of the Faith as put forward by a group of proudly “gay” and Catholic thinkers labeled as the New Homophiles. Their main philosophical tenants: “they accept the Church’s teaching that sexual activity can only occur between married men and women. They oppose a redefinition of marriage to include anyone else…They do not want to stop being gay; they don’t believe they can or even should. They believe God made them gay so they want to be known as gay and they want the Church to accept them on those terms. And they believe being gay is part of God’s plan and vocation for them.” Part and parcel with this willingness to at least partially embrace and celebrate their gayness is a strange interpretation regarding the writings of a rather obscure medieval Saint: St. Aelred of Rievaulx-
“The New Homophiles embrace and promote an interpretation of St. Aelred’s writings that favors the experience of ‘spiritual friendship’ among those with same-sex attraction. But, there are problems with their interpretation. Chief among the errors of the New Homophiles’ views on St. Aelred’s writings are:
1) The New Homophiles deliberately make room for ‘same-sex eros’ in their interpretation of St. Aelred’s ‘spiritual friendship.’
2) The New Homophiles seem willing to accept exclusive ‘chaste, gay couplehood’ under the rubric of St. Aelred’s ‘spiritual friendship.’
3) The New Homophiles advocate for vowed friendships as compatible with St. Aelred’s ‘spiritual friendship.’”
Reading this, I was rather astonished as I had no idea that anyone so deeply thought about special “friendships” between chaste homosexuals or chaste former homosexuals, let alone given it a name: for, soon after I left the gay lifestyle I formed a peculiar bond, something that would have been called a particular friendship within my later experiences in the religious life, with another gay refugee. Sadly, it all ended very badly.

Within a few months of barely surviving the gay lifestyle, I somehow discovered the Courage apostolate; at that time, mid-1999, the group met in dark and dingy combination store-room/mini-conference room at the Cathedral. I learned that these meetings were the last hope of the hopeless: guys my age (29) or older, fed up with the increasing desperation and loneliness which pervaded the gay scene, this lack of resolution in being gay drove a few to attempt escape. We huddled together for a sense of camaraderie and for the faithful old priest who offered Confession and, who, unlike a number of priests in liberal San Francisco, wouldn’t patronizingly pass you off as gay and okay. The stories were generally wretched; unlike myself, who immediately got out of San Francisco – most had staid and were attempting to remain chaste in a City where the gay revolution began. For most this constant exposure to temptation set up a cycle of endless recidivism. The two out-of-towners, who seemed to remain somewhat above the fray – where myself a man from the East Bay.

At first, the two of us got to know each other better when I offered him a ride home, driving over the Bay Bridge, so he would not have to ride BART (the Bay Area subway) late at night. We immediately became friends and were inseparable. Over the next few months, in our free time, if we were not together, we were on the phone. We always had a lot to talk about – our lives mirrored each other in countless ways: we were both born Catholics, had similarly troubled childhoods, ran to San Francisco to become gay, got caught up in all the sex, and left it for another life. We were both excited about everything to do with the Faith: we repeatedly visited all the beautiful churches in San Francisco that we once walked by a thousand times and paid no mind when we were in the life, we attended every religious music recital at St. Ignatius like it was rock concert, and endlessly poured through the books at the Daughters of St. Paul shop.

From the beginning our intentions were good – we were drawn together by an earnest desire of friendship caused by extreme loneliness; when you leave the gay lifestyle, you leave everything: your neighborhood, your friends, your way of life; you are left completely alone – it feels as if you just spent years on another planet after being abducted by aliens – then, suddenly you are redeposited on Earth in the middle of the Mojave Desert. Instinctively you cling to anyone that happens to pass by. Like a passing caravan in the distance – my friend became my savior, my one link to human contact and love.

Slowly, as we became more intensely linked, our relationship began to change. Sometimes, rather semi-nostalgically we talked about all we had given up: constant companionship, activities, sex. I was having a particular longing, not for the old life, but for the connection I felt with those I once knew – a bond formed in sex; for those who have never experienced it – male homosexual sex is incredibly empowering as it mimics a hyper-masculine form of quasi-violent bonding that feels like an initiation into manhood every time you do it; then, through our discussion of our past sex lives, by accident, we discovered our sexual compatibility. Quite instantaneously, we started to fall back into gay passive and dominant roles. At first, sliding up to each other on the coach while watching TV, holding hands at home while having an emotional discussion, hugging longer than the customary straight male three slaps on the back; when I wasn’t with him, I was thinking about the next time I would be with him. For, I not only longed for his emotional support, but for his physical presence. He made me feel wanted.

Quickly, we became co-dependent. That which we longed for in the gay lifestyle: closeness, masculine affirmation, and male love, we transposed to our relationship. Although we were not having sex, we became a miniature version of the Castro: a desperate place of sanctuary for all the lost little boys. In his book “The Truth About Homosexuality,” Fr. John Harvey warned against the tendency for recovering gay men to insulate themselves and to only seek each other’s company; with Courage meetings as “a refuge from the real world, in which people with homosexual tendencies form their own subculture.” Outside of Courage, we generally socialized only with other members – circling our wagons and protecting ourselves from the gay world around us; while he and I became a de-facto chaste couple around the Courage guys who understood our relationship. But, in actuality, it had become sick: I became possessive, jealous, and depressive when he was not around. Sometimes, we didn’t see each other for days at a time. Usually, on a weekend, when we did get together again – we would go away. On one such weekend, I was feeling incredibly vulnerable – for some reason I revealed something painful and cried; sitting very close to each other – we kissed; the next thing – we were making out.

That lapse back into homosexuality ruined everything. I blamed him, he blamed me; we blamed each other. We each acted like the spurned spouse in an adulterous marriage – except we both cheated, not on each other – but on God; and, we both knew it. I felt guilty, he felt guilty – we didn’t talk for a while. For a few months, we rekindled our friendship, but only as a part of a group. He moved away, now – once in a while – we correspond through e-mail.

Again, Fr. Harvey cautioned those entering such relationships citing the “emotional dependency” which often plagues these overly symbiotic and complicated connections. He was right: as I mentioned, former gay men leaving the lifestyle are especially susceptible to transferring their wounded longing for male affection towards those they meet in exile; if both participants in the “spiritual friendship” are same-sex attracted: the situation is primed for failure. In an endlessly fascinating book, one of Fr. Harvey’s most cogent, and, perhaps overlooked recommendations is this: “…Christian therapists recommend that the homosexual person seek to form same-sex friendship with a heterosexual person. It can be a step out of the homosexual subculture. Today there is a whole body of literature recommending that persons with homosexual inclinations seek out heterosexual models of masculinity and femininity in order to free themselves from the homosexual subculture.” Therefore, in advocating such tight relationships between same sex attracted individuals, I believe that the New Homophiles are rejecting a homosexual dependency based on genital activity in favor of another dependency based on emotions. Both are equally crippling and confirm the participants in the orientation. Only by stepping outside that which is familiar and comfortable, our attachment to being “gay” for example, can we truly find freedom and lasting healthy relationships; ultimately bringing us into closer union with God.

“The first Apostles, when Our Lord called them, were by the side of an old boat busy mending the torn nets. Our Lord told them to follow him and statim — immediately — relictis omnibus — they left everything — everything! And followed him...
And it does happen sometimes that we, who wish to imitate them, don’t quite leave everything, and there remains some attachment in our heart, something wrong in our life which we’re not willing to break with and offer up to God.
—Won’t you examine your heart in depth? Nothing should remain there except what is his. If not, we aren’t really loving him, neither you nor I.” ~ St. Josemaria Esciva

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Neo-Gay Catholics and the Identity Question

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In a recent interview Joseph Prever had this to say about a friend who found lack of acceptance as a practicing Christian, and a gay man, at his church:
“I’m thinking of a particular Evangelical friend of mine who constantly has to deal with – he’s gay, but believes basically what the Catholic Church teaches about homosexuality – he has to deal constantly with people telling him that for him to call himself gay is for him to be embracing a sin. These are people who don’t, in fact, distinguish between the inclination and the action. These are people who say, ‘well, I might go around experiencing temptations to adultery, but I don’t go around identifying myself as an “adulterous Christian,” so why are you going around identifying yourself as a “gay Christian?”’
In my estimation, these Evangelicals were completely correct in their concern – for, when you hold onto and continue to accept and place upon yourself the “gay” label you are publicaly embracing all that goes along with that word; and, this is the case whether you are consciously doing that or not; or, whether that label any longer identifies or describes what you do in your personal life. Case in point, when I attend one of the many gay spectacles in San Francisco as a Christian Missionary – I immediately get asked the crucial pass-word question: “Are you still gay?” Without equivocation I say: “No!” Right away, this signals that I am not or no longer one of the believers. Therefore, when removed from the lifestyle – if you continue to self-identify as “gay” you have clearly not broken all of those soul ties which bind you to sin.

Immediately after that story about his friend, Prever continues when asked:
And what is your response to that?
“My response to that is that while it’s true that homosexuality means that a particular kind of temptation is prevalent in someone’s life, it also means a lot more than that. Since sexuality itself is so deeply tied to so many aspects of our personality, and our experience as human beings, then homosexuality has very wide-reaching effects into almost every aspect of our lives, or at least as many aspects of our lives as sexuality effects.”
In my experience, I have actually found the exact opposite to be true: since homosexuality is not an authentic form of being – it cannot be considered a sexuality at all, but a wound; a “disorder” to use Catholic terminology. In addition, using expressions such as “deeply tied” and “very wide-reaching” approaches too closely the theology of “born this way.” Remembering my own fractured childhood, I quite distinctly recall a gradual process by which my innate heterosexuality was warped into a homosexual inclination by way of: undealt with insecurity, peer bullying, isolation, pornography, and a culture (i.e. The Village People as national heroes) that increasingly presented gay men as happy and healthy. With that in mind, rediscovering who I was as a man made it rather easy to distinguish between that sick and hopeless part of myself that turned to homosexuality and the genuine sexuality that distinguished me as masculine and heterosexual. Therefore, my homosexuality was not a part of me – nor a part of my sexuality – but, a disorder that caused me to act out sexually in a vain attempt to deal with it. I think Catholic author and counselor David Prosen expressed this accurately: “For example, in many men the root of same sex attraction is not sexual. Many have said that they experienced this attraction as children before knowing anything about sex. For many, the attraction was really about admiring the qualities in those of the same-sex. As a child, he may have thought… “If only I was athletic like him, look like him, or strong like him, then I would be liked by others.” If a child has these thoughts of coveting others and self-pity, when he reaches puberty this can become sexualized and he may become confused.”




The Case for Gay Intervention

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The best show on TV right now is A&E’s “Intervention.” It is thoroughly compelling and incredibly difficult to watch. Dealing primarily with alcohol and drug addiction, the hour long program features one or several addicts, their often horrendously sick and violent lives, the toll their addictions have taken on those around them (often their own children,) how their family members frequently facilitated through co-dependency their addictions, and the efforts of those who love them to offer the addicts help and recovery. What I find most compelling about the show is that it does not treat the addict as a single individual, but as composite product of an often agonizingly dysfunctional family environment. And, this is where the show becomes its most fascinating: right from the beginning – they quickly introduce the addict, where they are now – usually in some filthy drug den or on the street, then, immediately they cut to an adorable picture of the person as a new-born or as a child – then, begins their story.

From childhood through to the present, by interviewing everyone from parents, spouses, boyfriends and girlfriends, aunts and uncles, siblings, and friends, we learn details about the addict: their lives before addiction, what brought them there, and their current pathetic state. On almost every show, someone, usually a parent, will reveal some traumatic event which occurred in the life of the addict: a death, molestation, a bad relationship, divorce, a family history of addiction and abuse. And, in this admission, to not chock up addiction to a genetic disease or predisposition, is the show’s true greatness; again, most of the time, someone close to the addict (once more, usually the parent) admits to their own failings: how their treatment of the addict, how their negligence or abuse, and how their own addictions caused and or contributed to the suffering of their now damaged child.

At the intervention, all are gathered. Unsuspecting, the addict walks in. If they are amicable and not violent, as they sometimes are, the addict must listen as each family member and friend read aloud a letter detailing their concerns and again admitting to their own failings. Lastly, a free stay at a re-hab clinic is offered; most go – some refuse. The last few minutes of air-time are spent quickly running-down what happened to the addict once they were admitted. Most of the scenarios include either a full or partial recovery, a complete relapse, and a return to co-dependency in the still dysfunctional family.

While watching, I am always fascinated by the distinct similarities between the childhood trauma, inability to cope with the resulting pain, and the self-destructive actions of drug addicts as compared with the remarkably parallel stories often told by active homosexuals. Like drug addicts, gay men and women commonly are survivors of childhood abuse; for instance:
From May 1989 through April 1990, 1001 adult homosexual and bisexual men attending sexually transmitted disease clinics were interviewed regarding potentially abusive sexual contacts during childhood and adolescence. 37% of participants reported they had been encouraged or forced to have sexual contact before age 19 with an older or more powerful partner; 94% occurred with men. Median age of the participants at first contact was 10; Median age difference between partners was 11 years.
L.S. Doll, “Self-Reported Childhood and Adolescent Sexual Abuse Among Homosexual Bisexual Men,” Child Abuse and Neglect 16, no 6. (1992) pp. 855-64.

The Archives of Sexual Behavior reports “One of the most salient findings of this study is that 46% of homosexual men and 22% of homosexual women reported having been molested by a person of the same gender.”
Marie E. Tomeo, “Comparative Data of Childhood and Adolescent Molestation in Heterosexual and Homosexual Persons,” Archives of Sexual Behavior 30 (2001): 539.

The Centers for Disease Control report that 78.7% of all HIV diagnoses in men occurred among the homosexual population vs. 11.8% in heterosexual men. The rate of HIV diagnosis in homosexual men is 6.67 higher than in heterosexual men. Using the CDC population estimate of 4% of the population for homosexual men, that means that homosexual men are 160X more likely to contract HIV then heterosexual men. To put this increased risk in context, consider what the CDC tells us about risk of lung cancer for men who smoke: 23X higher than for those who don't.

Therefore, the case is to be made for “gay interventions.” They would follow much the same format as those depicted in the show for addicts: requiring, significantly, the full cooperation of the family, specifically the parents – most importantly, in the case of gay men: the father, and, in the case of gay women: the mother. I think it would be incredibly cathartic and healing for everyone involved if those inner pains, and those dark family secrets are exposed to the light of truth. Parents, for example, the father must apologize to their gay son for what they did to them. And, like on the TV show, this should be done ideally, but not necessarily, under the supervision of a qualified therapist, preferably, also under the presence of a Catholic priest – or, if they are not Catholic, a trusted minister. Lastly, a way out of the gay lifestyle must be offered: a loving home to return to, therapy, and a reintroduction to the Church and the healing power of the Sacraments. Then, I think, at that point of revelation, there is hope for change and healing. Because ever gay man I know, or ever knew, kept hidden some unspoken word: it could have been “father,” “rape,” or “porn.” It’s like the demon’s name the exorcist tries to uncover in the possessed. Once it’s revealed – the power is gone. In the truly gay indoctrinated – the most difficult thing to do is admitting that: “Yes, I was hurt.” Because, then, the reason for the homosexuality is explained. Once that’s done – like on “Intervention” the choice becomes yours: do I stay in this life and waste away, or, do I face my fears and deal with the pain once and for all?

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