I grew up in Chicago, a city with quite a lot of racial strife. As a child, I noticed that black kids and white kids preferred to sit at different tables. The black kids were different from us. They talked different, had different interests and values, had different behavior. From a young age, I realized that this effect continued far beyond the lunch room. One day in class, we learned about Adolf Hitler and the rise of fascism. I did not agree with Hitler's methods, but the ideology intrigued me. After a bit of digging, I became attracted to the works of Oswald Mosley, a British Fascist. I had been lied to. Fascists were not white supremacists, any more than hawks are hawk supremacists over mice. They simply recognized the inherent differences in the races. From that day, I began to long for an ethnostate in America. I also began to become attracted more to traditional values. Feminism, multiculturalism, new age religions - these were the scourge of our society, the source of our degeneracy. I longed for a strong, traditional family unit. Many children, and a wife who was happy to be a homemaker. There was just one problem with this, as I'm sure you all saw coming - I realized that I was gay. Despair fell upon me. The perversion that I saw in the world was in myself, too. I began to spend time only with the most masculine of men, in the hopes that I would become like them, and that my flesh would become naturally ordered toward the female form. That's when a strange feeling came. Just like in grade school, when the black kids and white kids wanted to sit at different tables - How could I not have noticed? Men and women sit at different tables too. The women talked different, had different interests and values, different patterns of behavior - and yet, the ideology I supported wanted the most vigorous *integration* of these two cultures, male and female? The purest form of multiculturalism - the very ideology that I despised. I could not believe it. The reason why every ethnostate had failed - diversity. That is, gender diversity. We didn't need an ethnostate, but a sexuostate. And not only that - this sexuostate must be completely devoid of heterosexuals. The desires of their flesh towards the female would weaken the integrity of the fraternal bond, and I fear their lustly needs may drive them to welcome women within our borders. It was *heterosexuality* the perversion, not homosexuality! I had abandoned my views that women belong in the home. I have met many a woman who had political ambitions - what a pity to deny them the realization of this skill, but even more a tragedy to subject them to the company of men while they do it! I had begun to believe wholeheartedly in the equality between the sexes - equality in rights, but not in disposition and personality. In a sexuostate, both sexes would bloom, not constrained by bowing to the disposition of the other. Two neighboring nations - one the pride of Sappho, the other, flying the banner of Neil Patrick Harris. You may ask, what of reproduction? What of it, I say! We shall have none. Men and women from other nations would flock to ours, forever multiplying our numbers. Not being burdened by pregnancy and childbirth, the women in the female nation would prove more successful than any in history. Other nations, try as they may, could not stop the hordes from deserting them in favor of the loving company of their own race, a race of homos! (A note for our transgender friends - I have not forgotten you! Do not think that I am one of those right wing homosexuals who denies the transgender reality. The political realm is one of minds, not bodies, and those with the minds of men should be in the realm of men. My sexuostate would be extremely trans inclusive - surgery, hormones, and therapy would be provided by the government to all transgender individuals. And to the nonbinary - you are certainly welcomed to form your own sexuostate as well. I would lend you all of my support!)