Mythology and Being Gay, How Real Is It?

Mythology and Being Gay, How Real Is It?

My realizations of how somethings are more real than we believe

     NO, I am not debating the existence of monsters, unless you are talking about politicians... The truth is, for centuries people have been telling stories of monsters and mythical beings. these stories range from enchantment and wonder to sources much more dark and macabre. Hollywood sells us trillions of dollars of stories as entertainment, and even try to make sense of the monster's prospective. But in truth, let us for a second, deconstruct what a monster is. It is a being who is not associated with behavior, appearance  lifestyle, or other ideologies of what being human is. It takes many forms, based on natural things that are misunderstood in our mortal state, the dark, forbidding areas and places like castles (because many were forbidden to common folk for centuries), a fear of places dangerous to humans like the sea, forest, or caves. With the rise of the gay identity, centuries of quiet fears and rumor became basis for violence, slander, and vicious opposition of what people understand about people who are different.
      Cliché as it sounds i started to think of this more philosophically after watching a BBC series called Being Human. A delightful mix of horror and suspense with sunbeams of comedy seeping through. The story follows a dorky werewolf (George), a lovingly excentric ghost (Annie), and a debonaire vampire (Mitchell) as they make sense of coming to terms with being supernateral beings in normal society after they have all lost thier humanity without much choice. Mitchell sacrificed himself to a flock of vampires posing as Officers who were feeding from the near dead post battle during WWI. In exchange for the life of his men, he must sacrifice himself. Annie, was a sweet girl who was caught in a relationship with a very angry and abusive boyfriend and killed in a fight to cover up his illicit affairs. he then pushed her down the stairs and she died in a pool of her own blood. George was on a holiday in Scotland when he was scratched by a werewolf who attacked him and another tourist, while the tourist died, George awoke to a nightmarish existence of being a werewolf. The trio live together in the very house in Bristol where Annie was murdered, and have forged a deep relationship. However, danger in many forms has lurked, from the community, from a psychotic preist, and from all kinds of oddball beings that end up using them for their own needs.
     Astonishingly, Mitchell wants to renounce blood and stop killing, for which he has amassed a reputation. George wishes desperately to denounce his werewolf identity, and have a normal life. However, they can never change who they are, Mitchell is cursed for eternity until he is jabbed though the heart by a stake, or burned. And George is doomed to live out the rest of his life going through monthly transformations. Along their way they meet adversity, in the form of the townsfolk, insane religious fanatics,  and worst of all the fear of themselves. unfortunately as a Gay person this is real shit I encounter all the time. What's the difference?
     I am not going to lie, many members of my gay house are people who come from religious backgrounds and were in pretty desperate areas when i met them... NO, I dont recruit, it's all Baloney anyway. But seriously, in years past (and in many parts of everywhere) danger and misunderstanding is a rampant risk. We the same villagers with torches and pitchforks are now with oversized "Jesus loves you" teeshirts and cell phones.
     As a community people have mantra'd the whole "united we stand" bit, but how many of us really believe it. we fight for our rights but act like monsters to one another.
     What arguments do they make? Biological, spiritual, cultural, historical, and are proved wrong over and over. Yet ignorance and academic hermitage does people in. In the long run their unwillingness to accept change leaves them as out dated as their Nokia phones from the nineties and cold from their cheap nockoff t-shirts.