I’m glad I’m not friends with Mark Foley, he’d blame me too.

As we see over and over again with so many homosexuals, they decide to be gay and then try to justify their decision by blaming everyone around them for their choice.

First he gets caught. Then he says he’s a drunk. Then he says he’s an abuse victim. Now he’s going to “out” the priest who allegedly abused him over 35 years ago in Miami. Seriously Mark, if you’re so uncomfortable with your decision, why did you turn gay in the first place? I’m sure his mom, his wife, his kids, the media, the church, and the internet all conspired to force him to be gay.

I’m not buying it. Being straight is a rough road, if you’re too weak to handle it at least take responsibility. We all make tough choices in life and we have to stand by them. Every day I go to work and bust my hump only to turn my paycheck over to my wife and kids. Does having a 2nd income in the household that’s about 15% higher on average than a woman doing the same job could provide appeal to me? You bet. Do I think it would be fantastic to hang out with the guys all day, every day? Who doesn’t? Does the thought that the best person to satisfy a man is someone who already knows the equipment ever cross my mind? Of course it does.

I made a choice when I married my wife that I was going to spend my life with her. We’ve had a lot of ups and downs. I stayed with her through 3 kids, numerous bouts of unemployment, a bankruptcy, weight-gain, and a horrible accident that left her in bed for three months, unable to even clean herself after defecating.

I consider the vows I took to be sacred and just like I won’t follow my desire for another woman out of a sense of duty to my family, I won’t EVER take any relationship with a man past innocent flirtation either.

Mark, you’re a smart guy I hear. You made the choice of a weakling. Realize the difference between convenience and preference. Do whatever you have to do with your new friends one last time and get it out of your system, and then get back to your real family. The ones who you are obligated to stay with because you promised them you would.

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