When I was growing up, I was without a doubt, homophobic! When I met my wife, she slowly persuaded me, over several years, to be more tolerant. So now instead of saying, "$%&##!*!! NO!", In one circumstance, I have said, "No thanks, it's not my style." I credit my wife for helping me, but that is the limit of my tolerance. BTW her personal trainer is gay and I think he is doing a great job with her. He doesn't feel the need to shout his sexuality from the roof tops. I like the guy, because he is intelligent, sincere, and confident.