But see what you said: it made you feel like a man. For all your Ayn-Randish faults, Hankie-poo, I bet it doesn't make you feel like a man now.
Your homosexuality is part of a larger, vagina warrior, misandrous, hate-filled persona.
I dislike everything about you.
I'm laid back, fun and happy. You're not.
You're going to make some (wo)man, absolutely miserable one day.
Definitely laid-back. Caught that one for sure.
Why do you equate a specific sexual orientation with a stereotypical figure of some apparently objectionable persona? Don't you think that's conflating two things which shouldn't be conflated? Or do you actually think that women who are sexually attracted to other women choose to be so because they "hate" men?
I just think you're either not being precise, or are being prejudiced toward homosexuals.
I like to think I don't hate anyone. I just judge them and find them lacking. I really wish you the best of luck, and suggest that you consider therapy for getting at what are clearly some major league misogyny issues. I'm not going to get Freudian on you and suggest that perhaps this has something to do with your mother, though.
Hank is in fact laid-back, fun and happy. A model of manhood for the modern conservative, if you will. And that is easily the best you're ever going to get out of me, Rearden.