You were obviously someone who didn’t need a blood transfusion in the midst of the GRID/HIV/AIDS epidemic in this country, during the 1980s-and-’90s. There was no reliable method of screening blood supplies for the disease during those years. Thousands of completely innocent blood transfusion recipients were condemned to an early, horrendous death as the direct result of the refusal of the male homosexual community to assume full responsibility for its extraordinarily promiscuous, risky sexual behaviors. Homosexual activists’ predictions at that time, of a corresponding, imminent heterosexual HIV/AIDS plague, never materialized, but the public would never have known it because of the incredibly slick “diversionary tactics” exquisitely executed by organizations like “Gay Men’s Health Crisis,” among sympathetic others. You couldn’t possibly have imagined my fear, as a wife and mother already of two very young children during those days, of receiving contaminated blood as the result of my status as a “high-risk” pregnancy patient. Neither “marriage equality,” nor any other special societal designations, will “put lipstick on this pig,” “Tigerized,” because, as the English poet, John Donne, so eloquently wrote, in his “Meditation XVII”: “No man is an island, entire of itself...” or, more contemporarily, “It Takes a Village,” by former First Lady, Hillary Clinton. When someone else’s “bedroom business” affects the health and stability of the society in which my family and I live, then, it automatically becomes my business. I strongly suggest that all Americans read the latest “Centers for Disease Control and Prevention” HIV/AIDS statistics. They’re a real “eye-opener.”
“You couldnt possibly have imagined my fear, as a wife and mother already of two very young children during those days, of receiving contaminated blood as the result of my status as a high-risk pregnancy patient.”
Au contraire, Grandma. Quite a bunch of assertions you’re making, for someone who has no idea of my history. My post was about people losing their identities to their sexual preferences, which then become the primary attribute of who they are. If that sexual proclivity leads them to become modern day Typhoid Marys, and are indeed a danger to society, then that’s a situation where they need to be identified. Apples and oranges.
My wife’s first husband turned out to be bisexual, and later died of AIDS. We were terrified that we had both become HIV positive as a result, and our lives were on hold until the tests came back negative. I certainly know, first hand, of the terror you went through.
And forgive me if I avoid reading anything written by Hillary Clinton, especially “It Takes a Village...” There’s just no substitute for two dedicated parents to produce responsible children. Which includes the recognition of your societal contract, requiring you not to become a burden or a health threat to everyone else.