I stood up before the crowd of people in the smoke-filled room. They were all sitting in chairs forming a circle around me. My fellow 12-steppers looked on in anticipation as I opened my mouth and confessed for the very first time. “Hello, my name is Skip Coryell, and I’m a homophobe.”

It felt good to get it off my chest and finally give my silent sickness a voice. I breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself, “Finally, I’ve said it! I’m out of the closet!”

I’ve been watching this whole gay thing play out for years now, knowing that eventually the government would accept open homosexuality in the military. In the end, it really had nothing to do with politics and everything to do with morality.

A few years ago an openly “gay” man called me at my home to comment on something I’d written in one of my books. He scolded me because I had cast homosexuality in a negative light. He called me self-righteous, holier than thou, and judgmental. And then he insulted me! He called me a homophobe! My first response was to be offended. I got defensive and I argued with him. But looking back, he was right. I was, and still am, a full-blown, flaming, heterosexual male homophobe. I’m afraid of homosexuals. Not as individuals, mind you, because I’ve had some gay friends, and they were reasonable, polite, rational, and kind. 
No, I’m not afraid of individual gays. I’m terrified of the group as a whole.

Their political agenda, their goals to reshape America, their political aggression and tenacity; they all scare me to death. And this isn’t an easy thing for me to admit. After all, look at who I am:  I’m a Marine Corps veteran, a personal defense instructor, and I consider myself very masculine and capable. But still… the gay movement in America scares me.

On the one hand, I’m a devout Christian who believes the Bible teaches that homosexuality is wrong. On the other hand, I’ve always been pretty tolerant of other people’s lifestyles. I prefer to “live and let live”. So long as you don’t hurt me or mine, then I’ll leave you alone.

But here’s the rub with homosexual activists. They aren’t content to “live and let live”. They
want to teach my kids that homosexuality is a good thing, that it’s a life choice as noble and pure as Christianity itself. They want to teach my kids that John and Jim should get married and adopt a little boy and raise him according to their sick, twisted view of family. John and Jim are not a family; they are just two men having sex. I say again:  Don’t hurt me or mine.
 
So why do they scare me so? Because they are the most successful group of sinners the world has ever known. They are a very small minority, but yet they have managed to change the views of a nation. They have convinced a vast number of Americans their actions are “normal, natural and good”. They have become so successful at terrifying, badgering and vilifying heterosexual Americans, that we are afraid to speak out against them. We are afraid to look them in the eye and say: “I don’t agree with what you’re doing.” You would immediately be labeled as a homophobe. And we all know that homophobes are judgmental, self righteous and intolerant. God forbid we should be like that. 

But wait! Did I just say “God forbid”?

Hmmm, God said that men shouldn’t have sex with other men. That seems pretty cut and dried. But is it possible that God made a mistake?  After all, Congress says it’s okay. The President says it’s a civil right. Is Congress right and God wrong? Is God a homophobe? Think about it. What good reason could God possibly have for telling men not to have sex with each other? I wonder who has a higher approval rating right now:  God or Congress? 

Is it possible that God knows what he’s doing? Is it possible that God knew that sex among men would result in a higher rate of promiscuity and sexually transmitted diseases? Is it possible that God knew that sex among men would result in a breakdown in the family unit? Is it possible that God foresaw that if men had sex with men they couldn’t possibly have children and perpetuate the human race?

Yes, I’m a homophobe. I see where the gay community is taking our country and it scares the hell out of me. America is now at zero population growth, and it’s an historic fact that no culture ever survived without people. Between homosexuality and abortion, we are killing our country. 
Just think about it for a minute. What happens to America if God is right and Obama is wrong? 
Obama – Men having sex with each other is a basic human right.

 God – Kids, don’t be doing that stuff! Don’t touch that fire! It’ll burn you!

Just thinking about Obama’s statement reminds me of Chevy Chase in the movie “Fletch Lives”. Fletch has just been thrown in jail with a Neanderthal named Ben Dover who is about to rape him. Fletch asks his cell mate.

Fletch – “What are you in here for, Ben?”

Ben Dover – “Molesting a dead horse.”

Fletch – “ Well, there’s no crime in that. It’s your right as an American. I’m trying to cut down myself.”

I know a lot of people are going to hate me for writing this. They’ll call me self righteous, intolerant, hateful, and some will even call me, you guessed it – a homophobe. But right now I’m beyond the point of caring. Before you insult me, first ask yourself some soul-searching questions:

Are you intimidated by the gay community and their plans for America?

Would you rather live in a country where you didn’t have to explain homosexuality to your kids?

Do you think homosexuality is bad for America?

Worse yet, do you think it’s a sin?

If you answered yes to any of these questions, then according to the left, you’re nothing more than a self-righteous, intolerant, gay-bashing homophobe. You are a bad person.

I stand before you now, out of the closet, in the full light of day, openly admitting that I am afraid of the gay community. They are a powerful force to be reckoned with, and they are winning the war here in America and around the world. They, not God, are now defining morality.
My final question to you is this:  “What are you going to do about it?”

Are you going to get politically involved and fight back for what you believe in?

Or are you going to Ben Dover and passively accept what they give you in the name of political correctness? I don’t know about you, but I Ben Dover for no man. Think about it. Decide what kind of America you want and then stand up for it.