In the rush to save the planet, or to end hunger in Africa, or to stop the war in Iraq, there’s an issue that hasn’t been given the shoutout it deserves: safe sex. Or better yet, safer sex.
AIDS doesn’t evoke the terror it once did. STDs are seen as normal. Unwanted pregnancy is a bore. Condoms have moved from the back pocket to the bottom drawer. It’s this lack of bedroom protocol that’s killing us softly. Our generation needs a little latex insurance for this promiscuity party.
Together, we can change the status quo, the rules of hooking up and getting down. Yes, together – whether you’re a jock, a punk, a hiphopper, a blogger, a MILF, a DILF, a girl, a boy, a bakla, a tomboy. If your milkshake brings them all to the yard, you’re in. Game on.
We can all help stop the spread of STDs and HIV and OMG, we don’t have to live in fear, or ignorance, or prejudice. Blame is not the name of the game.
So don’t believe the hype. HIV and AIDS and STDs did not go away unlike shoulder pads or angst or shame. They’re still here. In fact, they’re the new black. And white. And brown. And whatever.
And don’t believe the type. Be careful about everything you read about sex. Google it. Don’t Google it. Would you rather be informed or sick? Think with your head. The big one. For your own sake and for the one you’re with.
It’s worth fussing over a foil packet because the fight for human rights is what this is all about. If safer sex for you is self-sex or no sex at all, the answer is still in your hands. No doubt.
It may be sexy time around the world for the straight and narrow and the slightly zigzag. But before you bring sexy back, choose to act responsibly. Safer sex saves lives. Slip it on before you slip it in.