I moved from the sticks to the big city and learned that gays are mild mannered monogamous good guy citizens, as good as and quite possibly better than anyone else. That their marriages would be no different than normal marriage, and that they would be perfectly competent parents, maybe even more caring than those careless straights who get pregnant by way of reckless boning instead of paying lawyers and gestators and whatever. Then I moved in with a gay dude roommate for a year. Holy shit, was that an education. Not just him but every single one of his friends, acquaintances, exes, and a cast of thousands. A lot of them would talk about having a "life partner" but the guy was only around for like four months, they shared a third boyfriend, and still fucked around with randoms. The amount of nasty sex gear, and how it was just left out in like a communal bathroom or for fuck's sake, kitchen. The sick, deranged comments about like, the junior high school boys waiting for the bus across the street, every male over the age of about 8 who walked by in a 200 foot radius, etc. The CONSTANT comments that if they came from a straight guy would make him a social pariah for the sheer rapiness and sexual harassment. The groping of men and women alike. The inability to keep the libido and id zipped up even for a one hour visit with family. The creepy, gross fetishes overshared constantly. What has been seen cannot be unseen.