In my Concepts in Sexuality class today we had a guest speaker come in. She’s the archival librarian in the Human Sexuality program and she had an awesome handbag with her paperwork in it. It was covered in condoms! CONDOMS!
The bag is made by a company called Safe Sax. They make messenger bags, totes, pouches, and even wallets.
Aside from being absolutely adorable, there are quite a few awesome things about Safe Sax.
First, if you’re carrying one of these bags, you will always have a condom within reach. Could that possibly be any more handy? Use Safe Sax as a purse, a laptop bag, a diaper bag, or a toy bag!
Second, Safe Sax put condoms right out there. They’re featured prominently on the bag, making a bold statement by upending the conventional, clandestine nature of these particular contraceptives. The bag will become a conversation piece. Starting conversations about safer sex is a noble thing, not to mention…it’s ridiculously fun. Safe Sax says, “We want people to discuss the use of condoms as a means of reducing the transmission of AIDs and STDs”!
Finally, partial proceeds from the sale of Safe Sax go to non-profit organizations that focus on AIDS prevention and education, a very important cause.
I don’t know about you, but…I’m definitely getting one.
Jeezus H. Christ. Could this be more amazing?
Read more about the Oklahoma law that requires that any woman seeking an abortion undergoes an ultrasound and hears a description of the baby, regardless of the circumstances of her pregnancy and even if the woman were to object to the procedure. As of the Summer of 2010, the law had been postponed until further deliberation in January of 2011 and is still awaiting trial as of the Summer of 2011.
Evidently, my family would disown me if I was gay.
I went to a presentation today called “LGBT Citizenship, Marriage Equality, and the Constitution”. It raised a number of interesting points. I wish it would have been longer than an hour! The discussion got me thinking about what my parents thought about gay marriage. So, I asked. It went like this.
Mimi: Mom, do you think gay marriage should be legal?
Mimi: Why not?
Mom: I knew that would be your next question! Because I don’t believe in it.
Mimi: That is not an answer! You don’t believe in gay people? They’re not like fairies or Santa Claus…
Mom: I just think it’s gross.
Mimi: But why? What would you do if B (my younger brother) or I were gay?
Mom: Don’t even go there!
Mimi: No, seriously. I think this is really important for you to think about.
And then she stopped responding. So I moved on to Dad.
Mimi: Dad, do you think gay marriage should be legal?
Dad: Hell no!
Mimi: Why not?
Dad: I’ve got to get you out of Philadelphia!
I cracked up at that. Then I called him to reassure him that I am not gay and that living in Philadelphia has not changed the values and beliefs that I already had, at least with regard to gay marriage. He rushed me off the phone when I started arguing with him about allowing for equality.
Then I called my brother to ask his thoughts and relate the story of my dad temporarily thinking I was a lesbian. My brother was equally insistent that gay people are disgusting, go against nature, and should not be allowed to get married. He even went so far as to say that gay people are not born gay, but become gay because of “some psychology stuff [he doesn’t] understand”. I finally had to just end the conversation because the things that were being said were so ludicrous.
I’m not gay. But still. It kinda hurt my feelings. This doesn’t say much about their sense of family or their love for me. So many gay and trans people have a similar experience with their families when they come out.
Would (or does) your family accept you as you are? If so, please take a moment to think about how lucky you are to have that privilege.
Check these fabulous AIDS awareness shorts from France:
What do you think? I love them all to bits!
Sorry for the brief hiatus, folks. I’ve been away at the Central Ohio Perversion Excursion. It was a wild rollercoaster weekend and I’m still recovering (physically, emotionally, etc). Keep an eye out for a few short posts to come.