It’s also one of the points that a lot of straight, cis supporters have trouble countering and they often fall back to miscellaneous excuses of “it takes a village to raise a child” and to point out that a gay male couple will have female friends/aunts/etc or a lesbian couple will have male friends/uncles/etc.
Yeah I’m not running with this excuse. I’m not buying the idea that GBLT couples absolutely must have add-ons to their family to make them as good as straight couples, it’s demeaning. It’s offensive. I’m also not running with the idea that gender (and binary gender at that), alone of all characteristics of a person, is so important that a child simply must have an example of each to cling to – especially not in a world where most GBLT people are raised in cis, straight households that not only don’t share our GBLTness but are often hostile to us. In fact, given that, I kinda want to slap any cis, straight person who prates on about how essential it is to have a role mode to teach children how to be X; if anyone knows what it’s like to be raised by parents not like us, it is us.
But let’s take this whole “I need a father to teach me how to be a man” bullshit because I want to know exactly what it means.
See, I grew up with 2 parents, a mother and a father. My relationship with them is… decent. It has some holes and flaws in it simply due to the extreme heterosexist viewpoints they still haven’t shaken and a whole lot of homophobia I haven’t brought myself to forgive and a whole lot of really nasty bigoted family members they haven’t brought themselves to condemn, disassociate with etc. There’s some rough ground there.
But, on the whole, we have a good relationship. And I love my father (in that classic “we’re British men so will never show any affection or touch each other now you are past the age of 8” kind of way), respect him and think he did the best job he knew how as a father with only a few problems.
And we have absolutely nothing in common
He likes sport. He even likes motor racing and golf. Any and all sport
He doesn’t read
He doesn’t like fiction
He doesn’t laugh out loud and when he does find something amusing it’s the cheesiest, cringe-worthy slapstick you ever did see.
He likes fixing cars and tinkering with engines and electronics
He doesn’t cook.
He likes the pub and sports matches and all of his socialisation revolves around them
He has no time for academics, less time for learning and no interest in either.
He likes warblers from the 1950s that must have been dated when he was young
He thinks long hair on a man is shocking and pretty embarrassing
His clothing is a mess of bright, eye searing patterns
Yet he decorates in pastels and neutral tones that can make any home into a blah-show house. And he likes pale wood.
He’s straight and pretty damn uncomfortable around gay people
He’s a morning person. And doesn’t know the meaning of the word insomnia.
He’s an extrovert, he has to be with people all the time. He’s almost co-dependent in that he doesn’t know the meaning of solitary activity. If he read, he’d be one of those people who feels the need to tell you what he’s reading every 3 paragraphs.