Back in the 1980s, the gay political-power pushers and their accomplices in the US Government and the media endlessly proselytized that the use of condoms (specifically in conjunction with Nonoxynol-9 [N-9]: a spermicide that attacks the acrosomal membranes of the sperm, causing the sperm to be immobilized. Nonoxynol-9 is the active ingredient in most spermicidal creams, jellies, foams, gel, film, and suppositories.) When researchers saw that N-9 showed in vitro activity against HIV and other STIs, N-9 was also added to condoms and sexual lubricants. In 1988, Surgeon General C. Everett Koop announced that, based on laboratory tests, condoms with N-9 could provide additional protection against HIV, and public health officials began to advise the use of N-9 for HIV prevention. Posters, pamphlets and brochures, all aimed at a gay male audience, gave a false assurance that condoms with N-9 would prevent the spread of AIDS (see posters above.) On a personal note, I often used N-9 and a dear friend was anally injected with the stuff just before a porn shoot; he and the other actor both wore condoms; my friend later succumbed to AIDS. Fast forward: From 1996 to 2000, a UN-sponsored study conducted in several locations in Africa followed nearly 1,000 sex workers who used N-9 gels or a placebo. The HIV infection rate among those using N-9 was about 50% higher than those who used the placebo. Now, the CDC states: “…avoid spermicides, such as Nonoxynol-9. They can cause irritation of the vagina, anus, and penis. Irritation makes the risk of passing HIV and STIs higher.” Today, the CDC recommends that all sexually active gay men begin to take the pharmaceutical drug Truvada; they assert: “PrEP (Truvada) is a powerful HIV prevention tool and can be combined with condoms and other prevention methods to provide even greater protection than when used alone.”

Author’s note: Unfortunately, as a community, we have been all too willing to blindly accept the words of every capitulatory scientist, while attacking and summarily disregarding divergent voices – even our own Randy Shilts; anything to keep the constant pulse of gay sex pumping; for, without that greatest of diversions – our lives will slip into chaos and disorder; and, like when we were children: our minds become ruled by inner torments. In the gay day, sex is the only momentary respite from actually living. And, in defense of science (and their government sponsors) the gay power-pushers demanded results. In the 1980s, I screamed along with ACT UP; it was anger, and a fear, brought about by the pain of watching once beautiful young men turn into monsters; and, I didn’t want it to happen to me. Only, I was not willing to give up sex; I was greedy, selfish, and infantile. I demanded the impossible; hard-pressed into action: the government has been like a bad parent – sticking candy in the whining mouth of a baby merely to shut it up. Yet, as we have supposedly matured – we continue to suck.