My point is that I have little interest in arguing against the claims in a book or books, written by men, claiming to be the infallible word of whichever god or gods in a discussion about an individual’s bodily autonomy and pursuit of personal well-being. I think it is as irrelevant as invoking any other random work of fiction.

Someone else can have that argument and I’ll eat popcorn, but as a child and survivor of a dogmatic and traumatic religious upbringing that taught me to hate my own sexuality, I have no interest in wasting more energy on it.