The Stupid and the Grateful

I have heard of this idiotic idea before, on TV dramas and dateline and 20/20 style programs, in many various and asinine connotations. But, according to the Independent Weekly of Adelaide, Australia; like in America; the retards are taking over. A guy who was convicted by Australian court of three counts of endangering human lives, because he was knowingly spreading HIV (for which he had earlier tested positive), by having unprotected sex with women (including his wife and at least two others) who were unaware of his status. He had evidently told his wife he had some form of cancer to cover up his new health necessities.

The experts, who are testifying for the defense, are saying that unprotected vaginal sex with a HIV positive man is "completely safe" (direct quote). Yeah, apparently HIV ain’t an STD…and it’s not what causes AIDS. Currently an appeals judge is deciding whether or not the scientific “controversy” over the issue is great enough to amount for a retrial. In essence, giving this fucker a second shot at freedom. The scientist who testified also went as far to say that she would have unprotected sex with an HIV positive man- “anytime”.

I find myself bewildered as to whether or not feel sorry for the wife. If I saw a bottle of AZT in a girlfriend’s bathroom, I would vanish-like a slutty sorority girl on martini night.

And keep in mind folks the next time that you rinse and spit Listerine was invented as a cure for gohnorrhea, also commonly known as the clap. I just thought I would throw that in there.

All right tomorrow is the big day...Valentines yippie. And we are going to have shitty weather for a truly shitty day. Winter had better end here soon or we're all gonna turn into human popsicles...cool tasty treats for cannibalistic children on a hot summer day. If I were to pick what my flavor would be, I would have to say lime.

My only real news today, is that Sunday I tried to call in a favor from a friend of a friend to retrieve my mom’s boyfriends stuff (rolex and all) from the U City police evidence locker. It’s really not that interesting of a story as it may sound, but I feel bad about the way I talked to him on the phone. Seeing as how a guy I’ve known for six years had just had a heart attack-it had been a rather stressful day. So I am sure I might have sounded a little indignant over the phone.

Still, it’s kind of rejuvenating to the ol' spirit to know that there are still people out there who would do a favor for someone they hardly know. (However, then there’s also the fact that it’s very hard to say no to the Sal.) I also have to say something nice about Officer Riley…she gave Mike CPR and saved his life. She has got my gratitude-and his for sure. My mom is thinking of buying breakfast for the whole station some morning. Seemed like a nice gesture, until she told me it was going to be coffee and doughnuts. I believe that is called profiling.