The Coming Storm


The challenge for the new Safe Sex 2.0 effort will be trying to capture the attention span of someone who only lives life and thinks in 140 characters.  In this Internet age, we in the HIV+ and HIV- (basically that is everyone) have been given the dual-edged sword of the Internet as a tool for advocacy and outreach.  The internet is definitely useful in finding the answer to almost anything, and it has exponentially increased the means by which information can be disseminated to the masses.  However, the internet has also created vast, huge, and deep canyons in between us, where we are only as connected as our wi-fi signal allows us to be.

Back in the “old days”, we in the older gay community used to go to gay bars.  At those gay bars there were bowls of free condoms.  They were right there on the bar or by the door so that they were always on hand.  Back then, we cared about protecting our community.  Back then it was not as controversial or offensive to talk about or insinuate safe sex.  Safe sex was viewed as a normal, healthy part of the greater gay conversation.

At some point though, this changed.  Bars are no longer the meeting places of gay men.  Grindr, Scruff, and Adam4Adam have taken their place.  Face to face caring was replaced by the cold glow of a computer screen.  Our community became diffused and fragmented and it dispersed like smoke in the wind.  There were always those that didn’t go to the gay bars, just as there are those who do not go online today, but they were in the minority I believe.  

Our sense of community has been replaced by a transactional approach, where one’s personal opinions seem to trump the collective wisdom that has been tempered by experience.  Collaboration and compromise have been thrown down the toilet, to be replaced by the louder squeaky wheel of personal, selfish freedoms.  Now, if you were to talk about safe/safer sex or condoms, a method that is clinically proven to reduce HIV and other STDs, you are yelled at, or someone posts a pages long diatribe about how out of touch you are, and how it is their God-given right to have unsafe sex.  They pull one tenuous statistic (that successful HAART treatment prevents 96% of HIV transmissions) and they have built an amendment to the sexual constitution, much like gun proponents clutch onto the 2nd Amendment.  They ignore the fact that an undetectable viral load in the blood is NOT equal to an undetectable viral load in semen or in anal fluids/tissues.  

And so, the uninformed and unwilling shun proven methods of safety:  condoms, HIV testing, non-sexual forms of intimacy.  (Apparently in the age of Grindr, intimacy seems to be an outdated concept as well.)  And then when they contract HIV, they then have this sense of confusion and incredulity, knowing in the back of their mind that they knew their risk all along but chose to ignore it and live in the moment.  There is even a hashtag for that, #YOLO (You Only Live Once).  

Because 1 on 5 urban gay men do not even know their HIV status, it is imperative to again find a way to encourage HIV testing and to advocate condom use.  People proceed with actions based upon their perception of risk, as opposed to the actual risk at stake.   Stigma is still very high and the pervasive HIV stigma within the gay community (as well as outside of the gay community) prohibits those at the highest risk for HIV from getting tested.  When those at highest HIV risk continue to contract the virus year after year after year, there should be a more aggressive approach to HIV testing and condom use.  

It is ironic that studies have shown that when a person is diagnosed with HIV, that person’s sexual behavior becomes safer.  They care more about not wanting to infect others.  But on the flip side of that is the callous carelessness that pervades young gay men, who believe their greatest source of angst is over what to wear to a Lady Gaga concert.  These guys repel conversations about HIV/risk/safety like Teflon repels an egg.  If you try to mention HIV, they all the sudden stop texting you back, or they fade from your Facebook...they become silent and they disappear.  

I believe there needs to be a new call to action, one in which the new ways of the internet and the social media expertise of the young are merged with the proven, effective methods of prevention.  And through all of this we must figure out how to burn of the fog that has settled on everyone regarding HIV:  for the older people who are tired and exhausted from 30+ years of advocacy and for the young, know-it-all youth who live in ignorance and bliss.  I wish I had the answer on how to do that, because until that answer is figured out, I fear we will again see a rise in HIV infections.  I believe the coming storm will rival the pre-HAART era.  Before HAART, people died because there was no medicine.  Now, I believe stigma and indifference has become just as deadly as those early days.  

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