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Swivel Hips Sue was new in town. In fact, most of the men in Kelly’s Bar had never seen her before. Dressed in tiny Levi shorts and a tight white cotton blouse covered with a print of luscious strawberries, she slowly strutted into the establishment. The music stopped. The men gaped, transfixed. Tongues hit the floor with a wet “thud!”
Sound like a familiar scenario?
But why do men respond to this? What, for example, is the universal appeal of high cheek bones and large eyes? Large eyes have nothing to do with sexual attraction, yet men are mesmerized by them. Why? Why not small squinty eyes? Why does it have to be large eyes?
No one knows. The response to the Swivel Hips Sues of the world rushes up with a wolf whistle or “Hmmm!” of approval from some dark but powerful corner beneath consciousness.
A man spies a supple young lady and thinks to himself, “Nice!” But that’s not the whole picture. How does he know she’s ‘nice’? What’s the mechanism that makes this judgment call?
In the back of the mind of every man is a large room filled with the memories of curves and pleasing appearances of women, both from experience and the media.
The door to this room has various labels, depending on the man, from “Lovely Women Room” to “T&A Room.” The point is, when man sees woman, quick as a blink he enters his comparison room and looks around. The trick is that it’s very fast, automatic, and subconscious. The admired girl is measured against a set of perimeters, a sort of sizing up by instantaneous comparison.
So why am I going to all the trouble of delicately explaining this? Because homosexuals are locked out of their T&A rooms. They look at a woman’s breasts and see two lumps of fat slapped on a thin chest. The large eyes look like those of a nocturnal animal, such as a lemur, blankly staring into the light, blinking slowly. Homosexuals are denied the male response to the curves and allure of feminine beauty. There is no rush of adrenaline, no warm response, no slow smile. The room is locked. The sign says “No Entry.” A part of them is shut down for some psychological reason. They claim to love women, but it isn’t true. They love other men and their mother. Period. They live a life devoid of a real appreciation of women and all they have to offer: as lovers, companions, advisors, and comforters.
Fortunately, homosexuality is curable. It isn’t all that difficult to wake up the inner feminine, to unlock the door, and on the net there are groups that have helped homosexuals to become utterly heterosexual, not just suppressed, but cured.
I don’t understand why ‘gays’ have ganged together, especially in San Francisco, and raised such a fuss. Maybe homosexuality exists because of ignorance or by choice. Perhaps the successful, such as Elton John and Michael Jackson, are afraid of losing their sweet life by plunging themselves into the darkness of inner reality. Does being homosexual serve them like a sick man who doesn’t want to get better because he’ll lose his govt. assistance check?
Homosexuality can be eradicated and is an unnecessary burden for people to carry. Each of us has our dark demons, and one of our life challenges is to take the inner road and discover what really motivates us, discover why the various doors are locked, so to speak, and to gently but firmly open them and begin living with renewed purpose and deeper life direction.
Grimgold