Roe v. Wade Overturned, Human Progress Forever Aborted
On Friday, June 24, the US Supreme Court overturned 1973’s Roe v. Wade decision based on the premise that there is no specifically enumerated constitutional right to murder your unborn fetus.
In unison, snaggletoothed vaginas across the country began barking — and in some cases, biting. (more…)
Chicago Opens an “AIDS Garden” to Celebrate Millions of Dead Gay People
In case you were unaware, June is Pride Month. It’s a well-known psychological principle that if you’re actually secure in your identity, one day won’t suffice — you need to announce it to the world non-stop for an entire month. (more…)
The Cost of N-Bombs: $137 Million
How much money would you accept to be called a nigger for nine months?
Even if I agreed to a $10,000 settlement, I’d feel as if I was stealing from the person who kept calling me a nigger. It doesn’t even matter if they kept telling me to go back to Africa and drew the occasional swastika in a shared bathroom. (more…)
In my last article, I discussed the HIV/AIDS epidemic. I pointed out that according to estimates placing the risk of transmission of HIV per act of (1) anal sex (2) without a condom, (3) with someone who is HIV positive at a mere 0.5%, this statistic would entail that “for every single person who catches HIV, there are 200 people having condom-free anal sex with HIV-infected people and getting by just fine.” (more…)
The term “poz” originated as a slang term for “positive,” as in “HIV positive.” There’s a POZ magazine, POZ Personals, and a PozMatch dating site. A California DMV allowed a man in Santa Clara to use “HIV POZ” as his license plate.
I remember the moment in 1996 when I first heard about David Cronenberg’s Crash on National Public Radio. I exploded in outrage. I thought the story of a group of people who made a sexual fetish of car crashes had to be the stupidest movie concept of all time. Not decadent or perverted, mind you—although it was obviously trying really hard in that respect—but just stupid. I had the sense that Western decadence, like a 16,000-page burlesque by the Marquis de Sade, was finally running out of perversions, (more…)