So in the midst of all the hullabaloo about how terrible it is that some people don’t believe in same sex marriage and gays adopting children or somehow incubating them, we have this gem of a New York Times article about a “morning after pill” for HIV, called PEP.
A study by Columbia University researchers, published last year in the journal AIDS and Behavior, found that the at-home tests could be effective if widely used. It gave at-home testing kits to 27 gay men who reported having routine unprotected sex. Over three months, the 27 men had a collective total of 140 sexual partners; 124 of them were asked to submit to testing before sex, and 101 agreed. Of the 101, 10 tested positive (six learned of their H.I.V. status that way). None of the men had sex with a partner after learning that the partner tested positive.
But what about the nice middle class gay men? Like this art director?
A 22-year-old art director on the Lower East Side told me of a recent scare he had after he took home a handsome but sometimes homeless man he met at a bar. Very drunk, they had unprotected sex. The next morning the art director panicked, but eschewed the post-exposure pills, he told me, because “I’m pretty health-conscious and careful about what I put in my body, especially medicine.” (Weeks later, he did a regular H.I.V. test, which came up negative.)
Bad art director! I thought art directors were responsible people! Actually, what the hell is an art director anyway?
So gay marriage, gays raising children, love makes a family, rainbows, it’s all good, right? What could possibly go wrong?