
I had to make the title Facebook friendly. Those poor soles who’ve signed up as my friends….
My usual pitch for a proper World AIDS Day (WAD) usually goes like this: Tomorrow on WAD, mark it by taking someone you know who is positive out for lunch, dinner or at least some flowers and a card. For fuck sakes, administrative assistants get more for Secretaries Day.
Millions of people have suffered for this day to come about. But I wonder if only we had the ability to use Excel or type over 100 words a minute, what kind of day tomorrow would have been.
However thinking back on this one experience, I’ve changed my mind on how the day should unfold.
A couple years ago, while being interviewed for the hard-hitting newspaper, The XXXX XXXX, I jokingly said this explained my view of WAD. Much to my surprise, he took it literally, and sent me an email later on asking if he could take me out for dinner on WAD. I was shocked. “The reporter? Me?” I would never have guessed that would happen. But hey why not? Anything is possible right?
This fellow, albeit was a very nice guy, but wasn’t really a good match. His low raspy voice from years of chain smoking invoked images of those cancer ads where he’s calling out my name while holding onto his throat speaking with a robotic-like voice.
I couldn’t help but wonder if Mr. Reporter would have been a pity date, or sex. For me, it wouldn’t have mattered. Someone as undiscerning as myself, I’d wouldn’t be asking“Why,” but rather “Why not.”
This all brings me back to my main point. I think it’s time up the anti for December 1st. Screw the dinner, so to speak, and fuck a hot positive guy instead.
Tis almost the season to give, and for me that includes head. Use your power for random acts of kindness for good. Pretend you’re on an episode of Oprah. You never know how good deeds will be repaid, karma can do wonders for you.
In closing, my friends, take my advice; fuck a poz guy on WAD. If you want to make the day extra special for someone, supply the condom.