The Nature Versus Nurture Bullshit

I've never really decided where I fall as far as Nature vs. Nurture is concerned. For anyone left in the dark about what that means: there has always raged a debate as to what causes homosexuality. Nature (ie you were Born This Way so put your paws up Little Monsters but I digress) or Nurture (as in your two gay Dad's presented their own version of the happiest couple on Earth so you decided to be gay and never looked back). As silly as I made the latter option sound, there are those who shall remain unnamed (Christian Conservatives and the like) that believe this option to be 100% accurate. They say that being gay is a choice, and therefore, something that you can choose not to be on a whim. Let's be blunt, being gay is not a choice. Period. I love women. As my faghags. Or my Mom. But if you told me tomorrow that I had to start dating women, I would be distraught. I am simply not wired that way. My problem with it being a totally black and white issue is that there ARE certainly outside influences that helped to shape me. I had a violent and verbally abusive then later absent father, a stubborn mother who I became very close to, I always hated sports, I liked disco music.....you get the point. All those character traits and more helped to point me in the bent direction. But 1 thing and 1 thing alone made me buy a shirtless Jim Morrison poster from a head shop on the Jersey shore with allowance money when I was 10 years old: a boner. And that, my friends, is something you can't fake. Just ask Katie Holmes.