In Defense of Homophobia

by Edgar J. Steele

April 30, 2004

"Don't ask. Don't tell."
  --- Bill Clinton

"Do what you will, just not in the streets and don't frighten the horses."
  --- British Folk Saying, circa Victorian era

I couldn't decide whether to entitle this "In Defense of Homosexuality" or "In Defense of Homophobia."  I knew what I wanted to say and, frankly, it seemed to me that either title would be appropriate.  Naturally, I chose the most politically incorrect.  As a small boy, I loved stomping in mud puddles after a storm, just for effect.  I think there must be a connection, somehow.

I knew that if I chose "In Defense of Homosexuality" I would get scores of nasty emails from those in what we laughingly call "The Movement."  

Then I considered that if I entitled it "In Defense of Homophobia" this piece would get wider play and elicit more outrage (and, therefore, more thinking) among my target audience:  those with at least somewhat open minds but still possessed of mainstream thinking.  Mind you, I don't mean to imply that those in The Movement are closed minded, but we are all human, after all.

Mind Like a Steele Trap

Then a little worm of a thought started wriggling through the mossy undergrowth in the back of my mind.  "Is the title a copout?"  Automatically, I started to push it down amongst the endless clutter and wall-to-wall sub-vocal noise that exists just below my focused awareness (I hope I'm not the only one with this mental disarray, incidentally, but I have noticed that I am the only one in my house whom it seems to awaken in the middle of the night to keep it company).  Ever alert for a new way to torture myself, I grabbed hold of the wriggling thought and pulled it to the top, which also is cluttered and rather noisy.

Aha!  A totally new concept for me.  I've dubbed it PCPI, short for politically-correct political incorrectness.  Just like PC (politically correct), but with a whole different pressure group to please.  "So, if I go too much against the politically-incorrect grain, the skinheads will start accusing me of wearing my wife's nylons and won't invite me to the next cross burning?" I wondered.  Maybe, came the response.  Maybe then you can call yourself the attorney for the double damned followed close behind.  I thought about mud puddle stomping some more.  Then, I double dare you...I was already in the neighborhood because of the mud-puddle-stomping images, you see.  Sigh.  I knew I was lost.  The title stands.

I hate to admit this is the way my mind works.  I'd like you to think it's like a steel trap, with logically-ordered thoughts issuing forth like soldiers into the fray.  Nothing but heroes and medal-of-honor-worthy impulses.  Sadly, I must admit it's more akin to the surgical tent from MASH.

Where was I?

Oh, yes.  Homosexuals.  Fags.  Queers.  Queens.  Fudge packers.  You know.  I just heard a cheer go up from that politically-incorrect pressure group, but don't go away because they will be throwing tomatoes in a minute.  Before I am done, 99% of the people reading this will hate me.  My wife read the first draft and tried to talk me into deleting it altogether.  So did a couple of other people whose opinions I value highly.  No.  This needs to be said.

Mud Puddle Writing

This is one of a handful of topics about which I have avoided writing until now.  Some, because my thinking is not yet finalized (as is true for the issue of abortion, which my gut instinct is to be totally against, but I just haven't yet found a purely logical way to get there) or religion (which is incapable of logical resolution and is part of my problem with abortion, of course).  However, though my thinking on homosexuality has been pretty well settled for a while (years, in fact), it is a hot subject, sure to annoy somebody.  Put that way, I then wondered why I avoided it at all.  More images of mud puddles erupting flashed through my mind.  

Then, suddenly I realized why I've avoided talking about homosexuality.   It's not just a case of PCPI - I'm going to annoy everybody with this one.  This is a guaranteed case of I Lose, except for a couple of oddballs here and there whose minds are deranged in precisely the same manner as mine, if that is possible.  

My time almost is up, you say, and I have yet to say anything meaningful?  I disagree.  About the meaningful part, I mean.  Besides, I've heard that before.  Maybe I'm just delaying.  Maybe up to now has been the most important part.  It's hard to tell from inside here, you know.

Am I the Only One Who Misses Bill These Days?

I can't believe I am going to commend Bill Clinton, but he really did say it best:  "Don't ask.  Don't tell."  That's it in a nutshell for me.  Besides, if they don't tell, just how are you going to know, anyway?  Maybe it's a holdover from my Libertarian days, when I walked precincts for John Anderson.  Maybe it's because those precincts were in San Francisco.  Or, maybe because it logically is the only workable approach.  (Here's where the PI crowd starts throwing those tomatoes.)

Wait!  Stop right there!  I've only just begun to be annoying on this.  I can make it much worse, believe me.  Just wait.  You'll see.  It'll be like watching a slow-motion car wreck in progress.  More like the circus clown car wreck from the movie, "Dumbo," actually.

You see, while I believe that some homosexuals are pushed (almost said "prodded," but I caught myself) into their predilection and others are led into it, I firmly believe that the vast majority are born into it.  You say you would abandon your child if born with a club foot?  I don't believe you.  

Something happens during fetal development that causes male and female brains to be different.  I'm not going to go into it much - there are far better written treatments than I could provide.  "Brain Sex" leaps to mind, by Moir and Jessel.  Believe it or not, David Duke wrote very persuasively on this subject in "My Awakening," too.  I commend both to you, particularly Mr. Duke's book because of all the topics he covers; often, in a most surprising manner - surprising to both sides of the aisle, too.

Crossed Wires

During fetal development, sometimes a wire gets crossed and you end up with...just what they say, not surprisingly:  something like a woman trapped in a man's body.  Read "Brain Sex" for the very conclusive rationale, rooted in physical anatomy and chemistry, as to why it happens overwhelmingly to males, versus females.

Here's my take on the difference:  It's a chicken and egg question.  Which came first, the man or the DNA?  Answer:  Human beings are DNA's way of reproducing.  It takes nine months for DNA to reproduce via a woman.  A man requires...what...two minutes?  From that fundamental difference arise all male/female differences.  Bear with me because I am not joking, despite how it sounds.

Women choose constancy over sexual satisfaction.  The woman requires protection through the winter as her pregnancy evolves - a strong man at the mouth of the cave.  That's why women crave "real men," men stronger than others and capable of protecting them - men able to bring back something to eat.  It's genetic and we're not that far out of the caves just yet.

However, men whose minds don't focus on sex every three minutes simply aren't paying attention, as the joke goes.  Ladies, you need to understand this:  the male mind obsesses about sex a lot, meaning most of the time (maybe not every three minutes, exactly) virtually any age beyond puberty.  It's a chemical thing, in large part, due to testosterone, a chemical which also accounts for so much of the male aggressiveness that women deplore in little boys but secretly love in big boys.  

Women value commitment and support - that's how they get to advance their DNA.  Men stand at the mouth of the cave, on the lookout for both their next meal and their next mating.  White men have learned to stick around because, in the northern climes where the White race evolved, their DNA died during the winter with their child, otherwise.  Therefore, only those who actually did stick around and protected their DNA had children that survived to pass along that particular genetic trait.  It works differently in the African veldt, of course, but that is another topic altogether.  

Women are monogamous, while men fundamentally are polygamous.  Men have to work harder than women in order to make a go of monogamy.  Ugly, fat men have the easiest time of it.  Advancing age helps, too.  As usual, beauty and youth carry their own curses.  Modern divorce rates show how much more difficult monogamy has been made by the modern militancy of women and resultant feminization of men.  

This stuff is obvious.  You don't need citations in order to agree with it, if you are honest.  All this Venus/Mars crap is just Oprah BS, other than the fact that it recognizes that sex differences even exist, which so many like to pretend don't exist.

From the fundamental difference in DNA reproduction arise all other sex differences.  Boys play with guns, girls with dolls.  Boys are aggressive, hostile and loners; girls are catty and collective.  Boys shout, girls pout.  Women manipulate, men take.  Women plot, men act.  Women nurture, men kill.  This is why women should not fly jets, drive tanks or share a foxhole with men.  

Women claim they want an honest, sensitive man, then remain true to a crazed biker who slaps them around.  Men try to have sex with every girl they meet, but demand that they marry a virgin.  As always, people are judged best on the results they produce, not on what they say.

The homosexual is trapped in a literal no-man's land:  cross-wired and a dysfunctional mixture of at-odds inclinations.  Like the result of the fruit fly trapped in the transporter pod in the movie, "The Fly."

It's not their fault, if it must be characterized as a fault.  Honestly, I view it as a fault, because it simply isn't the way things were meant to be.  But we must deal with reality, not how we wish things to be, after all.  And they deserve a life just as much as anybody else.  Unfortunately, the rules become different for them because they are square pegs jammed into round holes.  That's too bad, but that's democracy in action.  Majority rule.  Because they are so key to this discussion, let's digress into majorities in America for a moment.

Tyranny of the False Majority

A minority always views rule by the majority as tyranny.  Modern America has stood this concept on its head, with the result that the true majority now is being tyrannized by a false majority comprised of a variety of minority groupings, homosexuals among them.  

Majority rule has inherent problems, known to America's founding fathers, who decried a "tyranny of the majority," which is why they created a republic, not a democracy.  America became that dreaded democracy long ago.  As Claire Wolfe said so well:  "Democracy is two wolves and a sheep discussing what's for dinner."

Political associations can occur in different ways, at different levels, belied by the homily that "politics makes strange bedfellows."  Accordingly, some minorities in America, considering themselves to be oppressed, called it a class struggle and enlisted enough of the disenfranchised, such as homosexuals, until a controlling majority was formed, a coalition which then proceeded to disenfranchise and torment their former perceived tormentors.  

Key to this strategy in America has been the enlistment of women and the consequently necessary development of what we laughingly call Feminism.  That is why we have the spectacle of an America being run by groups that do not accurately reflect the true majority group:  Caucasians.  How ironic that a significant portion of the true majority group, White women, was gulled into joining their own oppressors.  Now we see other significant subgroupings, such as fundamentalist Christians, also helping in their own demise at the behest of the ruling clique.

With the ruling clique (can you say "Jews," boys and girls?) that formed the new false-majority coalition firmly in place at the head, the new American democracy now is being transformed into a genuine self-perpetuating dictatorship, so as to ensure the long-term rule by America's new masters, despite their small number.  Coalition members, most of them viewed as useful idiots by the ruling clique, will be used, abused and abandoned, along with the real majority, as time goes on.  On a roll just now, homosexuals one day will make a mad dash for the closets when their number is up.

The Queer Shall Inherit the Dearth

Many will disagree with me about the brain wiring thing.  They maintain that homosexuality exclusively is a learned behavioral process.  They point to ancient Greece, wherein homosexuality was approved, cultivated and then institutionalized.  I concede what happened in Greece, not to mention Rome, but maintain that it happens in the final stage of every empire - the queer shall inherit the dearth.  And it hastens the impending collapse.  Try to tell me that isn't happening in Western civilization today.  Those who disagree with me about brain wiring, of course, are less forgiving of homosexuals than I.

Here's my personal problem with homosexuals:  I don't care.  I don't go around pushing my sexual proclivities into anybody else's face (poor choice of words, I suppose) and I surely do not want to hear about theirs...or yours, for that matter.  Tell me about your sexual conquests and I won't like it.  Tell me you're homosexual and I won't like it.  Wear mesh nylons and I will be annoyed if you are male.  I don't want to hear about it and the best way to get me to rag on you is to tell me about it.  And, heavens!  Those "Gay Pride" parades!  They cause me to scrunch up my face, hyperventilate and make loud, rude noises.

Don't Ask. Don't Tell.

Keep your mouth shut and I couldn't care less what you do in your bedroom at night with other consenting adults, animals and sundry prosthetics.  I don't care what appliances you favor, but I don't want to know about them.  What you do that doesn't hurt me or mine or others and which you don't throw in my face quite simply is none of my business.  Make it my business and you can't complain about my taking care of business.

Pedophiles, who almost exclusively are homosexual, should be tried quickly and executed just as quickly when found out - no second chances to ruin a child's life.  Yes, rape is a horrible crime for an adult female.  It is much worse for children.  

This is How Special Children Are

Children are forming their world view, while adults have theirs largely in place.  To a child, sexual molestation is of extraordinary significance because the child will add the experience, Borg-like, into his or her makeup and filter the rest of life through it.  A molested child never will recover in any meaningful sense because recovery simply is not possible.  Even therapy gets processed through the new world view created by the child as a consequence of his or her experience.  Do you still think death is too harsh a penalty for the child molester?  Frankly, I'm tempted to torture them first.

Astoundingly, America's ruling clique is trying to soften the penalties imposed upon pedophiles and child molesters.  This is something for which I never will forgive them.  Of course, there are a great many things for which I never will forgive them, and I am not the least bit ashamed to say so.

I don't want homosexuals, even secret ones, in positions around kids, like priests, teachers and scout leaders.  When found out, they should be prosecuted, even if they have done nothing, because they have insinuated themselves into the lives of children.  At the very least, their way of thinking inevitably will become impressed upon impressionable minds (remember, some are led into homosexuality), even if the subject never comes up.  Of course, if the subject never comes up and they don't admit it and nobody figures it out, then they skate...but not without having tainted the minds of some impressionable kids first.  Perhaps naively, I believe that those deep in the closet generally will have enough of a sense of honor to do the right thing and stay away from children.

This business about keeping fully-closeted homosexuals away from kids is the single most troubling point to my wife and, probably, many others.  Here is my rationale:  the male and female minds are different, as explained above.  That difference is manifested in virtually every expression, both verbal and nonverbal.  The mental expressions of the cross-wired homosexual are no different in the manner of expression.  Though no cheerleading for homosexuality may take place, the subliminal message still will be there.  Impressionable young minds will be learning cues and patterning themselves after cross-wired brains, rather than appropriate role models.  

It is important for kids to grow up in traditional, two-parent families, with two strong role models available for the children, both male and female, after which the kids may pattern themselves.  Boys learn to emulate Dad and not to mistreat their future wives.  Girls learn to emulate Mom and not to emasculate their own husbands.  They learn a good deal of this from teachers, priests, scout leaders and the like, as well.  Nonverbal communication is most important in this imprinting of children.  Homosexuals quite simply are incapable of delivering the correct patterning.  Even if they say the right words, their nonverbal cues still will rule.

Those who allow homosexual couples to adopt should be impeached, recalled, fired, sued, shunned and jailed - in that order.  All too often, homosexuals who have been allowed to adopt are later found to be pedophiles, like Michael Jackson.  Even when a "family" results, there are NO appropriate role models for the kids, because both "parents" have cross-wired brains.  Life and love are complicated enough for us.  Imagine what it will be like for those poor kids we place into the hands of homosexuals, even when they aren't preyed upon by sexual predators.

His and His Towel Sets

Those who agitate for homosexual marriage should be placed in maximum slam long enough to taste firsthand the wonders of "fisting."  Allowing homosexual marriage legitimizes homosexuality as a "lifestyle choice," and sends just the wrong message to impressionable children.  Fully-closeted homosexual pairings, even when figured out by children, actually send the right message, due to the furtiveness:  that it is an unacceptable lifestyle, not to be emulated.  Again, otherwise, some are led.

Some argue that marital benefits being extended to one's mate is why fairness demands that homosexual marriage be recognized.  However, they neglect to add that homosexuals are among an extremely high-risk group, a group that incurs outlandishly disproportionate medical bills, bills that the rest of us end up underwriting with  huge increases in our medical insurance premiums.  

There is no logical reason for homosexual marriage.  There is no societal need for it, except as another brick laid on the back of the newly-oppressed American true majority, calculated to help hold us down.  There is only a militant desire to shove the lifestyle to the forefront at the expense of others' and, far more importantly, at the expense of our children.

Mid-Point Executive Summary

So, homosexuality is thrust upon people by an accident of genetics, in the main, and homosexuals are being used for the moment to help consolidate the iron grip on America by its new masters.  Meanwhile, resentment toward homosexuals is building in what has become the White underclass.  In a real sense, they are getting a free ride that carries the seeds for a very raw deal in the future.

Making a Pass vs. Giving a Pass

When I meet someone who seems a little androgynous, I studiously ignore thinking about it.  They deserve that much, since it is a result of their wiring.  Even when they begin to swish a little, in that way that suggests they might be trolling, I still give them a pass, but I edge away from them.  I'll bet I know a bunch of homosexuals right this moment, many of whom I call friend.  That's just fine with me so long as they don't tell me about it.  I won't ask, rest assured.  If they transmit AIDS to me or mine, or touch my children, they better know how to run faster than a bullet.

Am I really expecting so much?  

What I did in my bedroom last night is none of your business.  Nor is it any of your business that I did it with my wife.  In fact, merely by pointing that out, I shove my heterosexuality into your face.  You deserve better and so do I.

Politically-Incorrect Bitter Pill

What?  Oh, I just assumed everybody knew what "homophobia" means.  Phobia means fear or trepidation.  Homo means "the same."  I wouldn't describe the way I feel about homosexuality as being fearful, but I sure do have some major-league trepidation.  Toss in a healthy dose of antipathy, too.  Don't forget the boredom.  I know of way too many people who deserve to be hated, to waste it on people that don't deserve it, so hate doesn't fit.  

Homophobia also can refer to insecurity about one's own sexuality, of course, and that's where the fear meets the road for most of us.  Listen to this well, guys:  men secure with their own sexual nature have no need to be irrational when it comes to homosexuality.  They are no threat if they stay in the closet and away from our children.  Unlike blacks, they are not after our women.  You don't have to sleep with them.  You can coexist with homosexuals.  You almost certainly already do, but you just don't know it.  

Here is a bitter pill for some in "the Movement," but it is one to which they, in particular, should attend:  Those who scream the loudest about homosexuals invariably are terrified of what their response might be if "hit on."  It's the same mentality as bullies and explains why bullies run away when punched in the nose.  Bullies really are afraid of being found out - of being seen as wimpy or fearful.  Arnold Schwarzenegger doesn't swagger down the street, pushing people out of his way.  He knows he can break any other guy in half and so has nothing to prove.  He knows that you know it, too, so he can afford to be gracious to you.  

Those talking the most pugnaciously about homosexuals almost certainly are the ones most fearful of being latent homosexuals, themselves.  You know who you are and you can take this one to the bank.  For once, Hollywood got the stereotype right in the Marine Colonel neighbor played by Chris Cooper in the film "American Beauty."

Quiet self confidence bespeaks a certain surety about one's own self.  The most awesome trial lawyers I have opposed always were those who possessed self confidence enough to treat me with respect, courtesy and, when our clients weren't looking, with friendliness during our mutual case.  Always, they did the very best job for their clients and presented me the most significant challenges.  Those substituting bluster and stupid behavior for skill immediately disclosed themselves for what they were - rank beginners or incompetent - and always have been the easiest to best.

And, of course, more men are homophobic than are women for the same reason that more men are homosexual than women.  In fact, the word "homosexual" has come to refer to the male of the species.  Females are known as lesbians.  "Gay" is such a ludicrous term that I simply can't bring myself to use it.

Into the Home Stretch

So - those who read this who are homosexual and who know me?  Rest easy.  I'll  treat you just like all my other friends.  You know what to do.  You always have, of course.  Don't tell.  I won't ask.  And keep away from my kids.

Those homosexuals who complain about their lot in life already have what they really want:  something to whine about.  They get what they deserve:  condemnation.  Indeed, it is what they really want.  There seems to be a streak of masochism in homosexuals, as a general rule.

Those who want a reason to hate me and haven't yet come up with anything and don't want to wait for me to get around to something that sets them off:  just walk up and tell me you are homosexual, then proposition me.


There is an exception.  There always is.  Homosexuals who are forced into your life, or you into theirs, by circumstance deserve a pass so long as they behave.  This includes all children, coworkers, fellow church members, family members and the like, including those with the same relationships with friends that you wish to keep.  The guy sitting next to you on the plane.  Ticket agents.  Relatives of friends.  You get the idea.  They all deserve the same respect you accord any other person.  To offer less demeans you, not them.

By the way, there's a great movie you ought to see, the leading characters of which are drag queens:  Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.  Consider it a test of your sexual security.  I was introduced to it by an old leftist friend who dropped me like a hot potato when I decided to defend the Aryan Nations.  He was trying to annoy me with a rental copy of the movie, then sat there like a dog watching an oscilloscope as I howled all the way through it.   I do not like movies that toss homosexuals into the lineup in an obvious attempt to show homosexuality to be an acceptable "lifestyle choice."

Notice that at no point do I use the standard apologist's refrain:  "Some of my best friends are homosexual."  However, in fact probably one or more of my best friends is/are homosexual.  I don't know.  And I don't want to know.  I don't need to know.  And they sure won't want me to know, after reading this.  

Homosexuals have been with us all through history.  They aren't going away.  We aren't ever going to round them up and shoot them.  Get over it.

Media Messages

Now, having said all that and, despite the movies noted, I am positively sick to death of the portrayal of homosexuals (not to mention Jews and Blacks) on TV and in the movies.  13% of Americans are Black, 2-1/2% are Jewish and less than 1% are queer.  Yet all the commercials and TV shows depict blacks in at least twice the proportion of their relative numbers, always in unlikely positions and saying things obviously written by Jews.  

I was stunned the other night to hear Jay Leno apologize for a flopping monologue joke by saying, "It's Passover and all our Jewish writers are off."  Actually, that almost certainly was itself a joke and was written by a Jew, since it extends the false idealization of Jews as being witty and intelligent.  

If I see another Black U.S. President in a summer action flick, I will vomit.  And every Hollywood production casts at least one Jew and at least one homosexual into each and every production, usually in the defining roles.  TV is awash with intelligent and appealing queers.  Meanwhile, White Americans are shown to be stupid and bovine.

Jews and Blacks always are witty, romantic and forceful while Whites are racist and stupid.  Jews always are scholarly, good looking and have a commanding presence.  Homosexuals always are victimized, empathic, sympathetic and understanding.  Always, it is the white guy that the audience is led to hate.  

I am truly sick of this state of affairs, calculated by the ruling clique to extend and consolidate its ever-tightening grip upon America.

Reality is just the opposite, of course.

The Real Bottom Line

Amongst themselves, Jews speak nonstop now of the do-or-die necessity of not losing control of America, else they will be lost in a world united against the Israeli-American-British axis.  Like recipes, they exchange suggestions and techniques for suppressing dissent, especially that issuing forth from people like myself.  They view it as a fight to the death, believe me.

In particular, all AIPAC (American Israel Public Affairs Committee) conclaves discuss how best to ensure that their ongoing control of America be guaranteed.  Did you know that over 50% of all political bribes, er...contributions, to American politicians now originate with Jews?  Homosexuals simply are pawns in the overall strategy to neutralize the true American majority:  Caucasians.  They are being thrown up as straw men, just as are blacks, to divert attention from America's true internal enemy.  

True to form, we have been taking the bait.  It is time to refocus.


"I didn't say it would be easy.  I just said it would be the truth."
            - Morpheus

Copyright 2004, Edgar J. Steele

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