My brother is gay. I have a gay friend. I am not homophobic. But I do not prefer homosexual images myself. I also stress over this. I don't understand why peopl

My brother is gay. I have a gay friend. I am not homophobic. But I do not prefer homosexual images myself. I also stress over this. I don't understand why people can't accept that being okay with something, and wanting that thing in your eyes, might be two independent things. My daughter is vegetarian. We always cook her vegetarian food for dinner. Her little brother likes to bug her about it. We tell him not to, because giving people a hard time about their preferences is rude and annoying. But we also make sure that the vegetarian can't get cranky when everybody else is eating real bacon and she's eating vegetarian bacon. That'd be just as rude and annoying. It's called "tolerance", kids. I don't understand how we've entered into this world where we aren't all supposed to try to tolerate (let alone encourage and support) one another, but that tolerance only goes in one direction. That seems very odd to me.