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How to Get AIDS for Free"Just take off your clothes and dive right in!"
It's New Years Eve and I'm sippin' on a corona as I write this. For those that know me and to the ones that don't, corona is my drink of choice. I don't know how it got to this, oh wait, I remember. I was chillin' one night with a dude that used to be my favorite homeboy. It was a hot summer night and we put the coronas in the freezer. When we took them out and cracked off the tops they were cold with a bit of that slushy ice in it that quenched my thirst. And then to top it off it gave me a buzz, just the way I like it. Nice but not drunk. I have another in the freezer and I'm thinking I should get my behind back to the store for another before it closes at 1am because I'm past deadline for this to be published on the site and I just began to type. Being intoxicated on any level is like absinthe to me when I'm trying to work. But the hell with it, although I like beer it gives me what I can only call a beer headache. Two is all I need to giggle just a little and think about shit. As I speed type I'm thinking about this month's article and the things that prompted me to write it. (Side note: Trina's fine ass is on BET right now in a short skirt showing her sexy thighs. Yes! And her dancers are killing it!) The men I've been with and how when in relationships and when not, we made the shift from using a condom to going without, or in some cases not using one to begin with. I think I, and many of you alike, have been confused throughout the years at exactly how acquired immunodeficiency syndrome (AIDS) is contracted. I believe that on a subconscious level I have been under the impression that I would have to go to a fancy store with my last...say...50Gs and buy this virus, but boy was I wrong! So in my quest to end the massive confusion I have written the guide (though not in standard format), on HOW TO GET AIDS FOR FREE!! Yippie! Before I commence first let me say I do not have AIDS or HIV, the virus that causes AIDS. In continuance...let's face it, most, if not all of us have indulged in unprotected sex. Despite the warnings and massive AIDS education we are drawn to the taboo. Who needs a condom? You have a hard dick and a wet pussy, just take off your clothes and dive right in! Feel the wetness, feel the stiffness. I mean because condoms take away the true sensation of sex right? What never ceases to amaze me is how we all come to doing the do without making sure that we protect our vulnerable immune system from shutting down [over time] forcing us to wear a pamper to piss and shit in because we are too weak to walk to the toilet and eventually putting us out of our misery. Tell the truth, how many of you when in a relationship (purely sexual or committed) have actually said to your lover: "We've been using condoms and I want to stop because we've been together long enough and I trust you. But I'd like you and I to make sure we're clean and then we can do without the rubbers." I didn't do a formal research on this but from my past relationships alone, from the males and females I know and have spoken with over time, I'm going to take an educated guess and say less than 1% of you have done this. To date I've only known one female that tells guys that before they can engage in sex (with a condom nonetheless) they will be headed to the clinic first. What usually happens with the "condom wearers" is that after a few months, if they are really cautious, in other cases after a few weeks or several sesions (depending on how often they have sex) the condom just never makes an appearance again. Who needs it right? I mean once you've had sex with a woman three times in the same year she's deemed safe! I think on some level to women this is like our rite of passage with men. Like now we have some place value with them. (LAUGHS) More surprising than the ones you consistently have sex with (and I use that term loosely) are the ones you have sex with for the first time. AAAH yes, how could one forget these soldiers. I've encountered quite a few of them in my day. You meet 'em wherever and for arguments sake I'm going to say you met them tonight and you are going to have sex with them...tonight. On pure assumption and with no respect or consideration for who you may be as an individual these penises just try and invite themselves inside you. It never ceases to amaze me how many men actually don't use condoms, particularly with females they barely know. And the amount of women that allow this is as astounding. And what is most interesting is that after you have gone this route with a person there are still things that you cannot talk about, things you can't speak on and questions you dare not ask. Isn't that the most ass backwards thing you've ever heard? Two people who hardly know each other can have sex, without a condom nonetheless but there are still heavy restrictions between them, sometimes about the simpliest things. How is it that you can have sex with someone and then you can't find out who they are afterwards? How is it that you can have sex with someone and there are still subjects you can't speak on? I strongly believe that once you have sex with a person there should be nothing you can't talk about. But that's just me, living in a fantasy world or is it? Sex, even unprotected sex is so common, such a casual past time that even to the people that are doing it it's not taken seriously. As cliche as it may sound one should really get to know who they are dealing with before they lay down. This can increasingly limit the amount of sex partners one has and weed out a lot of stalker/abusive types. People show their true colors very early on, the warning signs are always there. We just jump into things so quickly without thinking twice. Think of it as a hollywood marriage. If these celebrities took the time out to know their future ex-husbands and ex-wives there is no way the divorce rate would be so high among them. Like them we rush into things head first. One week Laquisha and Tyrone are doing the do, hard. Next week, they just ain't fuckin with each other no mo'. As a black woman I often come across new statistics and studies that implicate us as martyrs for AIDS. Today we make up half of the deaths among women who die of AIDS. "In 2001-2004 78 percent of our infections were from heterosexual intercourse" It's as if we have a bizarre death wish coupled with a learning deficit. Although to my knowledge I've never known someone with AIDS, the experiences with men wanting to raw dawg me are enough to make me want to take control over the sexual situations I encounter. Men are as concerned about who they plunge their bare phalluses in as women are about what they know about the sexual history of a potential partner. To help sleep at night and justify their careless behavior, some men particularly, may dismiss AIDS as a gay man's disease and with that belief feel they in no way can come into contact with it. I tend to be leery of men that speak this ignorance. They may be one of those undercover brothers in denial of who they really are. As universal flow would have it, as I type these lines the episode of Girlfriends where Joan and the girls find out an old friend has AIDS, which she contracted from her gay husband is playing in the background. On this side of the world, other than mere carelessness I strongly believe above all AIDS is something that catches up with you through mental manifestation. The fear of this disease is implanted in our brains by the constant education. The advertisments of Will Smith and Whoopi Goldberg in the train stations. The news reports, the documentaries on the rise of it in Africa. It's everywhere, although it may not be deliberate, we are being brainwashed into thinking about this disease 24/7, thus sending this message out into our mental universe, having it misinterpreted and in return getting back exactly what we put out. It's said that the mind is a powerful tool and it can take you places beyond your imagination. Some of our most respected artists (mothers, fathers, actors, musicians, writers etc.) all owe their success and achievements to what they set their minds out to have. The old adage of putting your mind to something to achieve holds true even to a negative entity such as AIDS. Like all things, in order to achieve you have to put forth the energy to accomplish. Thinking, fear of, wanting is not always enough, in this case not being in control of what happens to you can aide you in that direction. And let's not be ignorant, a man can be in a pussy two seconds and contract a disease. Rubbing your dick on or around it can help spread a virus as well. Diseases are so tricky aren't they? Always waiting for an opportunity to multiply and take over the human body. Recently an admirer offered me some money to sleep with him and possibly infect me with any virus he might have. Though he did not address me in that manner, his response to my decline to his offer came close. The women on the HBO show Cathouse:The Series have sex for thousands of dollars. In one episode a girl racked in $35,000 in one weekend with one man. And that was after the house got its $35,000 cut from the job. Before these women can even think about working on the ranch they have to be fully screened for STDs. In order to remain employees there one has to assume that these ladies get tested regularly. And then to top it off they have to protect themselves during sex to ensure they stay free of diseases. Potential porn stars and vets who can potentially earn thousands per movie, must be tested before they can shoot their first film and be tested regularly more than the average Joe, to continue making movies. Though not always, some porn stars use condoms. And this pig as I will refer to him as, wanted me, for a mere several hundred dollars to sell him my soul. Because as he put it, he can't feel anything with a condom and he was willing to pay for it so he should get it. No STD report required, no knowledge of who I am behind the pictures, just an attractive woman who seems to have a functional vagina. And because dollars are flashed I should submit. Thank goodness I'm not that hung up for cash. It's scary the amount of diseases we are susceptible to when we engage in intercourse. When you go for your next check up keep in mind that you must request for an AIDS test. Funny thing is I get checked by two doctors a few times per year. My family doctor (because of insurance purposes) won't test me unless I give an acceptable explanation as to why I want to be tested. I.E. I recently had unprotected sex. With all its research and cost of medicine AIDS is a billion dollar business. Despite the conspiracy theories on how AIDS came about, human beings are contracting it at an alarming rate, so the hell with it being a gay man's disease or a disease derived in a labratory, it is in fact a human's disease simply because human's get it. As you've read, I'm not here to hit you with the AIDS article cliches, one can easily do research on their own to find out stats and others ways of contracting the disease. None of the information given or opinions expressed are to deter you from caring about yourself so you can live a long and healthy prosperous life. Point is AIDS is real and you don't have to belong to an elite club to contract it or spend money to acquire it. You can get it for free from your husband of ten years, your girlfriend of two weeks, or your sexual fling of five minutes. Condoms break, so using them is only half the battle. Knowing who your sexual partner is can save you half the stress and paranoia before your next doctor visit. Although I've been working on this article for weeks it was a recent hang up phone call that helped me flow to completion. I won't go into specifics, but next to my heart sex is the second best thing I could give to a man. If I can give him that combinations and he not grant me a certain amount of respect, it prompts me to believe that sex is not only overrated, but something that can wait in the background while you learn about your partner. No matter how much sex you give to a person, no matter how good it may be and especially if you go the route without prophylactics that will never make them truly respect you. Protecting yourself is paramount before another individual. If a relationship involving sex goes sour too soon you can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that your chances of enabling this viscous disease has been greatly lowered because you chose to protect yourself first. For questions or comments feel free to email me at afro-disiac@akynos.com |
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