Number two in the Funny Human Visual Series is The Ghayter (gay hater).
Ghayting is quite a topic as of late. Society is up in arms because of some recent gay bashing as if it’s a new thing. I’m overjoyed it’s now in the media and that people care.
But guys, seriously, where ya been?
I took a quick gander through Google to find a good gay-bashing case to reference here, and there were simply too many from which to choose. In fact, as long as I’ve been alive, I’ve been reading news stories about ghayters. They’ve bashed in the car windows of those bearing rainbow flags. They’ve bashed in the faces of those bearing leather chaps. And then there was my ghayter godfather, who was nothing like a god or a father because he never talked to me again once my pops came out of the armoire.
Ghayters are everywhere. And they are plenty. And I’m happy that we’re now collectively talking about how despicable they are. Not that a video from Ellen would make a ghayter stop ghayting. I doubt any one of them has seen it and said, “Oh, that lesbian is actually cool. I’m going to stop throwing bricks through that faggot’s window.” The truth is that a lot of ghayters are just too far gone to listen to our arguments or care that they’re hurting people. Their bodies are too filled with hate to notice. Ghayters are haters from the core, so they also hate Muslims and liberals and people on bluetooths (ok, in some cases, the hate is justified).
The good news is there’s a funny side to all this hatred. Okay, perhaps not funny. Maybe karmically ironic, which always leads to funny.
Regular haters and ghayters alike wake up each morning and drink a cup full of hatred before their coffees. Instead of sharing meaningful conversation with loved ones, they spend time making signs to carry on the sidelines of gay parades that say things like ‘God Hates Fags.’ Instead of taking their kids to the park, they make them wear tiny little Klan outfits and surely cause them future psychological issues. Instead of creating a loving family atmosphere, they spend their energy alerting the media about their plans to burn the Quran. And all this time, they’re full of hate hate hate, basking in negativity.
In truth, their lives are very sad.
There will always be gays or groups who are different. We can choose to see that as beautiful or we can choose to see that as horrible. It’s our choice. But if we choose the latter, we’re choosing a life in the negative. A sad, negative life full of hatred of everything including the Self.
Jokes on you, bitches.
Have a negative life while we go party it up in our rainbow flag underwear. Suckas.
