Irony is a delicate mental pose, though. It's very difficult to balance on it, or to keep your eye on the truth from its vantage point. One stiff wind and you fall off into the pit of the lie.
I ask you one simple question. If a body is on a slab at the morgue, can the examiner of the cold one point to ONE verifiable indicator of a predisposition to homosexual behavior? (Other than the physical damage caused by homosexual activity.)
C'mon! A strand of DNA, a fragment of tissue from deep inside the skull that can only be spotted with a microscope. A cell with pink, lacey panties, a neuron that solicits anonymous sex acts in public bathrooms, a phagocyte in leather and chains?