The new issue of The New Yorker contains a big piece on something called “super gonorrhea.” Super Gonorrhea differs from lame, outdated regular gonorrhea in that it’s untreatable. From the article:
"After a second visit, doctors at the clinic gave her an injection of ceftriaxone, an antibiotic considered by infectious-disease experts to be the definitive treatment for gonorrhea. It didn’t work; two weeks later, when she returned to the clinic, a throat culture again tested positive. She was given another dose, but it, too, failed, and, at first, doctors assumed that she had been newly infected. Now, however, public-health experts view the Kyoto case as something far more alarming: the emergence of a strain of gonorrhea that is resistant to the last drug available against it, and the harbinger of a sexually transmitted global epidemic."
Eugh. Seriously The Almighty/nature/gods/Gaia/chaos/nothing/whoever is running shit? A new “sexually transmitted global epidemic”? Are you fucking kidding me? I guess God really does hate fags.
And yes, I know super-gonorrhea attacks straight people too. And while it’s nice that straights have something non-abortable to worry about during sex (equal rights, yay!) the article handily points this out:
"Saliva contains enzymes that destroy gonorrhea, so kissing and cunnilingus don’t spread it."
Get the fuck outta here. A disease that you fight by eating pussy? Congratulations, straight people. You fucking assholes.
I guess I’ll just have to wait for these things to come out so I never have to ever touch another human being ever again.
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