Quick queer quandary

I was talking to one of my best friends this evening. We’re a crazy twosome having both moved away from our home states, but to opposite parts of Australia. I’m down here in Melbourne while Andrew now lives in Cairns, almost 3,000 kilometres away.

When we chat it’s usually just catching up on what’s going on in each other’s lives and it seems like we only chat every 4 – 6 months but once we get nattering it’s like the last time we spoke was yesterday.

But anyway the point of this post… we started talking about marriage. He says he and John will likely not get married even if it were to become legal. I on the other hand, am pretty sure David and I will get married if and when it becomes legal.

All the marriage talk got me thinking yet again about why we are being denied this rite of passage? For almost 14 years I’ve been with the same person. The person I love and want to spend the rest of my life with. We’ve survived this long without a piece of paper but I really would like to have it one day.

We’re being vilified because a certain segment of the population denies that we’re acting in a “normal” or “natural” way. I was reminded tonight that for me my life is very normal and as I’ve never questioned my feelings towards my attraction to members of the same sex it is nothing but natural for me.

This was brought home again tonight while sitting at my computer, writing the previous blog post and watching a Kylie concert on my AppleTV. No it wasn’t exclusively “brought home” because I was watching Kylie. Sure that’s one big massive pointer towards it but just watching Kylie wasn’t the reason that I thought “what a crock of shit we’re not born this way.”

The moment was when, during Kylie’s Showgirl Tour, the music for “Red Blooded Woman” started. I was immediately drawn to the screen and revelled in the sight to be seen there. I know not many admit to this kind of thing on their blogs that are about their everyday life, they are often restricted to other private blogs that their parents don’t read but I’m nothing if I’m not honest. I watched the segment in awe and with just a little bit of lust in my heart. The screen capture below probably explains why. And my question to those who would say I’m not natural, or I’m not normal is how the heck does this affect me so easily if I’m not innately drawn to it? Why do I find the images below (and the whole segment in the concert for that matter) so worthy of my time and impure thoughts, for want of a better phrase?

Scenes from Kylie’s Showgirl Tour used for illustrative purposes, it is not my intention to infringe on copyright.

While I’m ranting let me just say that I never again want to hear the terms “lifestyle choice” or “sexual preference”. I didn’t choose to be gay and I don’t “prefer” the company of a man, I don’t know what it is to desire the company of a woman in the same way. So I don’t have a sexual preference as such.

Meanwhile I bet most people didn’t even bother reading this. They just read to the images then stared at the screen… am I right?

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