You ever tried to make a kid eat their vegetables? And they really dug their heals in, but you're an adult, so it doesn't matter how hard they fight you, eventually they are going to eat that Zucchini casserole, even if it means that your evening is ruined?
Star Trek is a spoiled child sitting arms folded, holding it's breath, refusing to represent LGBT culture, testing our resolve, looking for any hint of weakness or compromise.
Subtle and realistic comes later.
This is first blood.
Gimme some big gay Trek, or go home.