This all made perfect sense when I first thought it up last night, half asleep. Let's see if it still does, shall we?
In art, I prefer the streaking, blurred strokes of
Van Gogh and
Joseph Turner over the splintered geometry of
Piccaso, or the mathematical precision of much of
Escher.'s later work. Though I absolutely recognize the genious of the latter two, the first two are the ones that move me.
In Dungeons and Dragons games, I am the bard, rogue or enchanter--the one who sneaks up behind or attacks in a roundabout way. I am never the axe-weilding fighter.
In music, I prefer the undulating drama of the Romantic period, or, for a modern example,
Unchained Melody, or
Moondance, over Mozart or most Pop.
I prefer complex flavors that sneak up on you, rather than something straightforward.
I believe that everything in the world is intimately connected with everything else, and so, prefer the logic of repairing a person to repair a community, to repair the world; rather than "here is a problem--let's fight it."
In dodgeball, in elementary school, I would sneak across the line and meander to jail, as if I had already been tagged, then set everybody free and grab the flag in the chaos. I never just ran across.
I prefer the Hebrew language over Greek. Arabic over Spanish.
I prefer the questionable, abstract sort of science of psychology over the mathematical perfection of chemistry or physics.
When I need to explain something, I almost never just
explain it. I use a lot of metaphores and analogies and long strings of roundabout logic.
In poetic feet, I prefer the
anapest or
dactyl, over the
iamb.
In marital arts, I prefer the swooping elegance of
Aikido over the straightforward strikes of
karate or Tae Kwon Do.
(
Links for "men" and "women" are the Vetruvian Man by DaVinci, and the Birth of Venus, by William Bouguereau, respectively. Both are artistic nudes. Thought you might want to know.)
Men, in broad, horribly oversimplied strokes, tend to be more logical, more straightforward. Tend to approach problems head on and compartmentalize more. Their bodies match--when fit, their lines are generally angular and hard.
Women, in broad, horribly oversimplified strokes, tend to be more subtle, more prone to the "softer" emotions. Different parts of their lives blend together more easily, and they seem more likely to approach a problem in a peculiar, non-intuitive way. Their bodies match-when fit, their lines are gently curved and soft.
So, the question is not "why am I gay?" but "How could I
not be?" My attraction to women is the natural extension of everything that I am, value and enjoy.
