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| In the name of ScienceWarning - this post is disgusting.
So my friend sent me this link - NY Times
And so starts off as an interesting article. You think - hey, another way to cut down on the spread of HIV/AIDS. But then you start really reading it. I am slightly disgusted and feel uncomfortable that a lot of grown men might be having to go through a painful procedure. And a few thoughts occurred to my friends and me.
1. Dr. De Cock - what a horrible name for the Director of HIV/AIDS for the WHO.
2. Have you ever thought of how sick the experiment was?
So, first you gotta get 8000 men to sign up. Some circumcised. Some not, but all HIV free. So you tell them that for the sake of science, they need to have sex with a lady. No problem - guys would love to have sex with a lady and say it's for the sake of science. That one liner doesn't work. Trust me - no, I haven't tried that line, but I'm sure it doesn't work.
So what happens next? Well, to make sure all things are equal they must either all have sex with the same woman that we know has HIV - disgusting. But let's make it lighter - they all have sex with someone from a pool of women that we know has HIV. To be consistent, science tells us we probably have to have both a circumcised guy and an uncircumcised guy have sex with the same lady. So later, what happens? If you're the guy, they tell you one of the following messages:
1. Thanks for your participation in our experiment. Have a nice day
2. Thanks for your participation in our experiment - You now have contracted HIV. You probably would have anyways since you're uncircumcised.
3. Thanks for your participation in our experiment. You now have contracted HIV. Being circumcised, you had a 50% chance, unfortunately you fall on the wrong side of the 50%.
Little do they know that someone else has had sex with the same person they knocked up.
Not sure this was that happy of an article now. So what have we learned today?
Men, don't cheat on your wives. Guys, use a condom. Parents, make sure your boys are circumcised early on. Everyone - do not participate in science experiments involving sex. Science may seem objective, but it can also lack in morality. | | |
| The other night, I watch Gid's kids. Joshua was making cards and little signs. He's really tapped in a creative artistic talent - lots of stuff that really allows him to be expressive and all. Noah was sleeping when I got there, but I got the grumpy little guy after he got up. We watched tv and ate together. When it came to playing around, Joshua and Noah were hilarious. Joshua got his punching gloves. Noah got the oversized Hulk gloves (followed by him saying "I'm strong). They punched each other's gloves and laughed histerically.
Joshua went to bed himself well. Noah . . . well, he has raised his game of trying to postpone going to sleep - crying, wanting to play games or watch TV, etc. Noah also have a nice poo after Gid and Karen came back. He's cute and funny even when he's being disciplined. I caught Karen snickering when Noah said "I'm sorry to me" - because he didn't obey me.
At one point Noah was still kind of delirious or something. He was fidgeting around the couch. Then he said, "Brian, I love you. And Harmon. And Enoch." At the dinner table he was like, "Where's Harmon? Where's Enoch? You're not baba. You're Brian." I'm excited to see Brandon and Naomi come in a few days. Naomi was a walking blob last time I saw her. Funny kids.
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| There was a good music set on Sunday. A good version of Angels We Have Heard on High. As I go back to service, I'm reminded/comforted by the community of people that are singing. I have this thing about dropping out and just listening. Wey's talk was good. Every year there's this time where a switch flips as I reflect over Christmas. The though of preparation was good. My life has definitely been going crazy for awhile. I started thinking and chatting with God. Yes, every day is supposed to be about God, but in all reality there are those days where I feel so beat up by "the man" that I just don't give God much. More than a birthday for God (I hate that Happy Birthday Jesus song), I want this time to be about Him - a concentrated effort of "I'm going to give it my best for God" - that meaning everything from silence, heart, and time.
It looks like I might not be going home for Christmas. With all the other things going on, I'll probably take some extra time off before Vincent's wedding. Then, I got my time off in Virginia. I can't wait to see my niece. It'll be nice to getaway from life and just spend it with family.
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| I did it! I ran 18 miles today. I don't say it much, but I'm proud of myself. I was pretty conservative the 1st 10 miles, and I still had something at the end. Don't get me wrong - I'm waddling around trying to maintain balance and all. It was good to get familiar with the marathon course too. 18 miles is my new all time high. I feel better about the 20 miler coming in a few weeks. I just gotta keep on training and taking it easy at the 1st few miles. I'm thinking I'll probably be running the 1st 1/2 marathon pretty conservatively just so I have something when it feels like hell at 20 miles. | | |
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