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I had a friend, a great pianist, Naum Shtarkman, whom we worked and played together before his arrest in 1958 (for homosexuality) and thereafter, after 1967. You may want to listen to his performance at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2TG-Tcg06Qk . Before his arrest, he was married and had kids, which proves that his further homosexuality was not genetically inherited, but rather a means to "decorate" his normal sexual activity with some additional fantasies. It didn't hurt me in any way, because he didn't exhibit his sexual life on a public stage, as our rabid homosexuals are doing. That's why we kept being friends when he was released.
"You write like you never made out of grade school and that's sad because your thoughts are making no sense." ?????????????????????????? It's not because of my clumsy English, it's because of your clumsy brain: intelligent polite people (who don't falsify facts to please themselves) have no problems conversing with me. By the way, accusing a person whose native language is not English, shows not much intelligence of the accuser. Try to talk with me in my language, OK?
"You write like you never made out of grade school and that's sad because your thoughts are making no sense." ?????????????????????????? It's not because of my clumsy English, it's because of your clumsy brain: intelligent polite people (who don't falsify facts to please themselves) have no problems conversing with me.
"this didn't really make a lot of sense" ?????????????????????????? It's not because of my clumsy English, it's because of your clumsy brain: intelligent polite people have no problems conversing with me.
I did not say neither meant "assaulted." I meant that there is only a slim chance that kids who are fostered by homosexuals will grow up as normal kids. It's the direct way to multiply the number of "artificial" homosexuals.
Honestly, I am sick of endless curtsies to homosexuals. Homosexuals by definition do not procreate. Therefore, neither Fathers Fay, nor Mothers Day apply. In the last resort, we can talk about a Foster Parents Day, which would be me personally make puke, because in my most dreadful dream I wouldn't imagine kids being screwed by homosexual pairs.
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