Julia Gorin
http://www.jewishworldreview.com --
WAS IT just my wild imagination, or did the president a few weeks ago
officially declare AIDS a threat to national security?
Imagine! AIDS is a threat to our security, and Bill Clinton is not. But that ’s not the point. The point is to justify as much funding for AIDS research as possible. (Talk about creative fundraising!)
But what is AIDS, after all? First and foremost, it’s something one wouldn’t wish on anybody or anything. At a close second, however, it’s a sexually transmitted disease.
Let’s review, then: The leader of the free world has declared an STD a threat to national security. Not journalist-posing spies running loose in the State Department. Not China. Not the half-dozen (so far) security risks he appointed to high-level offices (including the CIA chief), several of whom are currently being investigated for security breaches. These are not priority concerns for the man who’s supposed to care most about the country. Only a sex disease makes the list.
Because to the people who put him in office twice, sex is a top priority. They want to keep having lots of sex with lots of people. And they don’t like when stuff gets in the way of their sex plans.
But isn’t it high time they came out and admitted that just about everything on the official and unofficial liberal platform is either directly or indirectly linked to sex? Lefties’ positions on the issues show they’re mostly thinking about their positions in bed:
1. Anti-religion: Because why be burdened with morals when the goal is to have as much sex as possible?
2. Drug legalization: Drugs reduce inhibition, cloud judgment and enhance sensation.
3. Pro-homosexuality: More people to have sex with.
4. Pro-welfare: So people can stay home and have sex all day.
5. Gun ban: So they can come into your house and have sex with your wife without getting shot.
6. Condoms in schools: So the kids can get a head start.
7. Liberal college education: So they can teach your kids to have homosexual sex and more sex in general.
8. Nationalized healthcare: So you can pay to treat all their sex diseases.
9. Pro-abortion: So they can have sex indiscriminately, without precaution, and not have to be burdened with consequences. (No great loss…It’d be at least 12 years before the little bugger would be old enough to have sex, anyway)
10. Anti-prisons: Because the more people in jail, the fewer people to have sex with.
11. Anti-capital punishment: The more people killed, the fewer people for the other prisoners to have sex with. (They’re very sympathetic to the plight of the prisoner.)
12. Anti-military: Why fight your enemies when you could be having sex with them?
13. Women in the military: Breed lovers instead of fighters.
14. Affirmative Action: To diversify the sexplace—I mean, workplace.
15. AIDS as #1 cause: So those afflicted could be put back into circulation. (The mettlesome old STDs were one thing—they were willing to risk a nose falling off—but this AIDS is a real bummer.)
So the president’s recent declaration is cause for celebration, especially among AIDS activists and impassioned, sympathetic celebrities who can’t seem to leave the house without a red ribbon. "Find a cure!" the ribbon screams from their lapels. (I suppose if I wanted to have sex with every co-star I did a scene with, I’d be in a hurry to find a cure, too. If they want to cure AIDS, they can start by keeping their legs shut more often.) "Broadway Cares! Equity Fights AIDS!" reads their ubiquitous slogan. But from what I can tell, Actors Equity Spawns AIDS.
Just look at how actresses fall all over themselves to wax poetic in the Vagina Monologues—to get the chance to talk to a roomful of strangers about orgasms, masturbation, lesbian sex, rape and, of course, their busy vaginas.
Just look at how sex in the movies was roundly rewarded this year: "American Beauty", "Cider House Rules", "The End of the Affair", "Boys Don’t Cry", "The Talented Mr. Ripley" and others.
Then, just as we thought the emotional bankruptcy of the sexual revolution was becoming more evident than ever, the runaway TV success "Sex in the City" gives us more. Its 30-something spring chickens, who should have families by now--or be somewhat focused on getting there--provide validation and encouragement for the promiscuous lives of single young (and not so young) women in the city. In case you thought this lifestyle was making you miserable, a top TV show says you're living right. A show where the starlets indulge in one-night stands, followed by braggadocio and then casual discussion of their resulting infections has become the great equalizer of women. From the city's flightiest Psych major to its most eloquent literati, women wait with baited breath for the next episode. Congratulations to Hollywood for tapping the lowest common denominator to bond bimbos with college professors who've made it their life's struggle to avoid becoming one: Sex.
If anyone needs still more convincing, he or she might compare the battles of the Right with the battles of the Left: While the Right was busy delegitimizing Communism, the Left achieved the Sexual Revolution. (If you can get the milk for free, why buy the whole cow?) To their credit, however, is the Civil Rights movement. But apparently, they were so proud of themselves for doing good, they haven’t been able to stop fornicating for three decades.
Sex even clouded their judgment on the recent Elian Gonzales saga. Weeks before the raid, I overheard what started as a conversation about Fidel Castro quickly disintegrate into a discussion of the dictator’s probable bedside manner.
"Who would you rather have as president: Alan Keyes, or Fidel Castro?" a middle-aged woman posed to a group of middle-aged-plus acquaintances.
"Fidel!" they all shouted in unison.
"But I have a feeling Fidel isn’t very creative in bed," pondered the questioner.
"Oh, I think he’s got a few tricks up his sleeve," admonished an elderly bohemian female.
"Probably does," added a middle-aged male. "Remember that little whirlwind affair he had with Barbara Walters."
"Really? Barbara?"
"Don’t tell me you didn’t know! That one’s been out there since the 70s."
Meanwhile, they’ve sending Elian back—an offering to Fidel Castro, because they can’t go to Cuba to have sex with him personally.
Indeed, it’s this ongoing dedication to free love that saved Bill Clinton’s presidency last year. Impeaching the president was not about sex. Not convicting him—was. For he is their sex icon, and they stand in utter awe. They can only dream of living La Vida Clinton. Interestingly, in the process we found out that sexual harassment isn’t that uncool with them after all—maybe even a little arousing, in a way.
AIDS, however, is still definitely not cool. But neither is it a threat to
national security. If anything, it’s a threat to the president’s penis.
Which IS a threat to national security. Maybe that’s what he meant to say.
Come to think of it, the man has been looking notably thinner these days.
And he still refuses to disclose his medical records. Maybe he’s in the
biggest hurry of all for a
JWR contributor Julia Gorin is a journalist and stand-up comic residing in Manhattan. Send your comments by clicking here.
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