I hope when your kids have kids and even their kids are born some of them will be homosexual , and you will sit under the dim porchlight of your retirement home veranda, swinging to and fro in sync with the other come out gays in your village. To and fro you will swing and you will be in your own little world where all you think about how angry you are with the world.
And as you rock in your chair the world will forget about you and continue to move forward with or without you.
