Well... I'll forewarn you this will be another sort of "my dad is nuts, what can I do?" type of thread but at least you will witness great punctuation and paragraph structure.
So I'm 18. Since that's the legal age here in Canada as the weather got warmer I started doing more nightgame (like bars and clubs).
I live in a bilingual town, so the only way I can access the more urban, english-speaking place in the Province (Montreal) is by taking the bus and going there (50 minute ride).
Of course, pre-game I never went out like this for no reason. For a while now, this has been infuriating my father but I never really understood why that was.
So anyway, yesterday I went out at 12a.m. with my wing and came back at 3a.m.... I told my parents that it was going to be late. My dad was concerned but it had nothing to do with the fact that it was late.
There is a part of the city ,Ste-Catherines street in Montrea,l that has a few gay bars... and you can sometimes see the couples walking in the street and holding hands and ****. However that street has also some of the best nightclubs and bars in town (for anyone who's ever went there you know how awesome it is)
Montreal has some of the RICHEST life night in all of Canada... ... it is *the* ****ing place to go to sarge.
It just so happened that the club I went to was on the same *huge* street that a couple of gay bars are on, that my dad had seen when he lived close by a few years prior.
My dad found out where I went and he gave me this huge lecture and this huge speech about how he KNOWS that that "town/street" is reputed as being the gay part of town and that there are nothing but gays and junkies and that he doesn't want me hanging around there.
He's a pretty hardcore christian and basically thinks that all gays are criminals and should be shot.
Thinking I knew where he was getting at with the lecture, I calmly told him that I went there to meet GIRLS... I explained to him the concept of nightclubs and how normal people, both guys and girls alike go there to socialise and have a good time. "Why can't you just go to a museum or cinema like a normal man to meet a girl?" said my Dad.
The convo went something like this:
Dad: I don't want you hanging around there! I lived there for 2 years and I know there are nothing but faggots holding hands walking down the streets and drug dealers at every corner! There aren't even any police to regulate this! My friend, when he first came to Canada (we're russian) went to have a drink in a bar there and he got hit on by men! He was infuriated that such blasphemy could be allowed!
Me: Listen... I understand that there are parts of the town where gay people get together however the club I went to was NOT for gays. It's a very high-class place where guys and girls get together!
Dad: I understand that you can sometimes find a pearl within a pile of ****, but WHY go there? WHY hang out where gays are? Why are you doing this to me?
Me: Look.. I don't condone being gay.. I understand where you're coming from... but jesus dad, they're not criminals.. do you want them all locked up or something?
Dad: YES! They are all criminals. Did you know that gays are the reason AIDS is spreading so fast?
Me: (at this point I just start getting a headache and don't know how to explain it any clearer)
Dad: Look, I can't stop you from going there, that would only make matters worse, but it breaks my heart that MY OWN SON is defending gays. I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS.
Me: I'M NOT DEFENDING THEM, I just think they have their own rights and it's better to just let them be than invest energy into hating them.
Dad: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT bla bla bla.
Me: Look, I can't make this any clearer. Although there are homosexuals that hang out there, that street has some of the best nightclubs in the city where I can meet girls and socialise.
Dad: Why aren't girls calling you? I want girls to call you. Not guys named Jack (my wing).
Me: I purposely don't invite girls home and don't let them call me at home because of YOU... you embarass me.
Dad: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT bla bla bla.
So basically... I can't change the way my dad things. I tried agreeing.. disagreeing.. whatever. He is really, genuinly dissapointed in me because I don't agree that gays are criminals and I don't go to church with him.
I tried explaining to him that in 2006, you just can't think like that.
I told him that I, nor anyone else could live a fullfilling life living up ALL the values of my parents and he just has to understand that.
I don't know what to do.. I see on one side what i'm doing is making my dad ill... he's gettting older and well.. I don't want him to worry all the time.
On the other hand, I want to make the most of my summer and sarge my ass off and I can only do that in Montreal.
PS: I'm straight, duh.
Thanks for listening, this is embarassing as hell for me.
So I'm 18. Since that's the legal age here in Canada as the weather got warmer I started doing more nightgame (like bars and clubs).
I live in a bilingual town, so the only way I can access the more urban, english-speaking place in the Province (Montreal) is by taking the bus and going there (50 minute ride).
Of course, pre-game I never went out like this for no reason. For a while now, this has been infuriating my father but I never really understood why that was.
So anyway, yesterday I went out at 12a.m. with my wing and came back at 3a.m.... I told my parents that it was going to be late. My dad was concerned but it had nothing to do with the fact that it was late.
There is a part of the city ,Ste-Catherines street in Montrea,l that has a few gay bars... and you can sometimes see the couples walking in the street and holding hands and ****. However that street has also some of the best nightclubs and bars in town (for anyone who's ever went there you know how awesome it is)
Montreal has some of the RICHEST life night in all of Canada... ... it is *the* ****ing place to go to sarge.
It just so happened that the club I went to was on the same *huge* street that a couple of gay bars are on, that my dad had seen when he lived close by a few years prior.
My dad found out where I went and he gave me this huge lecture and this huge speech about how he KNOWS that that "town/street" is reputed as being the gay part of town and that there are nothing but gays and junkies and that he doesn't want me hanging around there.
He's a pretty hardcore christian and basically thinks that all gays are criminals and should be shot.
Thinking I knew where he was getting at with the lecture, I calmly told him that I went there to meet GIRLS... I explained to him the concept of nightclubs and how normal people, both guys and girls alike go there to socialise and have a good time. "Why can't you just go to a museum or cinema like a normal man to meet a girl?" said my Dad.
The convo went something like this:
Dad: I don't want you hanging around there! I lived there for 2 years and I know there are nothing but faggots holding hands walking down the streets and drug dealers at every corner! There aren't even any police to regulate this! My friend, when he first came to Canada (we're russian) went to have a drink in a bar there and he got hit on by men! He was infuriated that such blasphemy could be allowed!
Me: Listen... I understand that there are parts of the town where gay people get together however the club I went to was NOT for gays. It's a very high-class place where guys and girls get together!
Dad: I understand that you can sometimes find a pearl within a pile of ****, but WHY go there? WHY hang out where gays are? Why are you doing this to me?
Me: Look.. I don't condone being gay.. I understand where you're coming from... but jesus dad, they're not criminals.. do you want them all locked up or something?
Dad: YES! They are all criminals. Did you know that gays are the reason AIDS is spreading so fast?
Me: (at this point I just start getting a headache and don't know how to explain it any clearer)
Dad: Look, I can't stop you from going there, that would only make matters worse, but it breaks my heart that MY OWN SON is defending gays. I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS.
Me: I'M NOT DEFENDING THEM, I just think they have their own rights and it's better to just let them be than invest energy into hating them.
Dad: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT bla bla bla.
Me: Look, I can't make this any clearer. Although there are homosexuals that hang out there, that street has some of the best nightclubs in the city where I can meet girls and socialise.
Dad: Why aren't girls calling you? I want girls to call you. Not guys named Jack (my wing).
Me: I purposely don't invite girls home and don't let them call me at home because of YOU... you embarass me.
Dad: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT bla bla bla.
So basically... I can't change the way my dad things. I tried agreeing.. disagreeing.. whatever. He is really, genuinly dissapointed in me because I don't agree that gays are criminals and I don't go to church with him.
I tried explaining to him that in 2006, you just can't think like that.
I told him that I, nor anyone else could live a fullfilling life living up ALL the values of my parents and he just has to understand that.
I don't know what to do.. I see on one side what i'm doing is making my dad ill... he's gettting older and well.. I don't want him to worry all the time.
On the other hand, I want to make the most of my summer and sarge my ass off and I can only do that in Montreal.
PS: I'm straight, duh.
Thanks for listening, this is embarassing as hell for me.
