Ellen Page: The Cheese to Every Lesbian's Macaroni

“And I am young, yes. But what I have learned is that love - the beauty of it, the joy of it and yes even the pain of it - is the most incredible gift to give and to receive as a human being. And we deserve to experience love, fully, equally, without shame and without compromise.”

Ellen Page has emerged from the closet that comforts so many homosexuals who are afraid of the brutality of the outside world. And what better day to do so than Valentine's Day? Speaking for around eight minutes, Ellen's voice shakes the closer she comes to revealing to the public that she actually prefers women over Michael Cera. Juno fans will now go back to memories of scenes from the movie and constantly freak out during each predominant heterosexual scene, and wonder how Ellen went for so long without revealing her true self. But hey, I really honour her for what she has done.

While she thinks that she has just come out of the closet in front of hundreds of people, and later, Tumblr, Ellen has actually made the grief of coming out much easier for those who have, or are yet to. Coming out is by far the most difficult stage of a homosexual's life, simply because some heterosexuals enjoy their form of intimacy so much that they will not allow any modification of it, especially that between a man and a man, or a woman and a woman.

In fact, it is quite appalling that a high number of bullying problems and suicides are because of society's rejection of someone's sexual preference. So many teenagers find it difficult to educationally thrive because there are other students out there who target these teenagers because of their preference of the same gender. And why should it matter? Why should our preferences define who we are? It should not. As humans, we should be allowed to live equally among one another. If Bob wants a chocolate-coated donut and you prefer the strawberry-coated ones, then enjoy your strawberry-coated donuts while Bob enjoys his chocolate-coated ones. The worst thing about this situation is you wanting chocolate-coated donuts and watching the last one enter Bob's mouth, in which case I will condone your hatred of Bob. Other than that, though, Bob has not judged you on your donut preference, and nor should you with his. Let Bob have his chocolate-coated donuts.

This is the same way with sexual preference. I would rather people completely oppressing necrophiliacs against necrophilia for obvious reasons, rather than oppressing someone like Ellen Page from her sexual preference. I would rather those who come out of the closet after they have had kids and a somewhat successful marriage, to have come out before the marriage so that their wives or husbands and children do not have to go through the strangeness of sudden change, not that homosexuality is strange at all. In fact, my personal argument has always been that if there really was a God, and he hated homosexuality so much, then he would make it totally physically impossible for homosexuals of either gender to firstly fall for one another, and them fornicate.

I really do not know. Existence is strange, reality is strange, are we even real? All I really know is that I live and let live, within a certain extent, that is to reiterate that I do not condone necrophilia. Let people consume their preferred donut flavors.