One night not too
long ago, I was surfing the Web and decided to go onto
Facebook.com, a growing online community for college
students. I thought I would do a quick search for
HIV/AIDS groups in my area, the "Happy
Valley" section of Pennsylvania that is home to Penn
State University.
But I was
surprised to see my search return a group called "I
Have AIDS and I Am Not Afraid to Use Them."
Appalled but curious, I clicked on the link and saw
that there were seven Penn State students and alumni
registered to the group. But what stunned me most was the
image on the group's page--a picture of a
dying man with the tagline "AIDS Kills Fags
Dead."
How, I wondered,
can society continue to harbor such hatred for gays and
lesbians--and for HIV-positive people? Hasn't
the younger generation grown up yet?
My name is Tom
Donohue. I am a 26-year-old HIV-positive gay man who is an
on-again, off-again Penn State student. I'm also the
founder and executive director of Who's
Positive, a national nonprofit organization that
focuses on preventing HIV among young adults, particularly
college and high school students.
Who's
Positive uses HIV-positive speakers to tell their stories
and to humanize the disease in an effort to connect
with young people on a peer-based level and encourage
them to protect themselves against the virus.
Basically, I tell my story and use my experiences to keep
young people from becoming HIV-positive.
But it seems like
there's still a lot of work to be done, based on what
I saw on Facebook.
I am gay. Does
that mean every gay person is HIV-positive? Of course not.
But that message hasn't seemed to reach the people
who created this offensive Web site. Granted, the
creators of it probably are straight and think
they're impervious to HIV, because they still think
HIV is a gay disease. But I have to wonder how many of
them have straight people in their lives who already
are HIV-positive but just don't know it yet. For
them, right now, ignorance is bliss.
And that kind of
ignorance isn't limited to thoughtless postings on
Internet sites. I've experienced it firsthand. At a
Who's Positive program just this year at Penn
State, I told the group of students that I was just
like them, with one difference: I was HIV-positive. A
student raised his hand and said to me that I was not
like everyone else; that in 15 years I'd be
sick and dying.
This was coming
from a 21-year-old college student you would have though
had learned the basics of HIV as a high school student!
I thanked him for
his comment but pointed out that it is ignorance like
his that fuels HIV stigma among youth. Just as important, I
said, that ignorance also makes HIV-positive people
feel as though they have to hide their disease for
fear of being rejected or persecuted. I suggested that
before he continues to talk about HIV and verbally attack
those living with the disease he should learn more
about it, how it is spread, and the fact that anyone
can catch it.
Unfortunately,
encountering that kind of ignorance hasn't been an
isolated incident for me. I was once speaking at a school
that happened to be having a blood drive at the same
time I was visiting. Two students, dressed as the
school's mascot and working to drum up interest in
the blood drive, came over to a table where I was
talking with another young woman. They asked her if
she was going to donate blood, and she said she was
going to later with other members of her sorority.
Then one of them
turned to me, and said, "How about you? Why
don't you go and give blood?" I told him
I wasn't eligible. He asked why. Honestly, I
wanted to tell him it was none of his business, but I
recognized this as a chance to educate him about the
realities of living with HIV. So, I told him that I am
not allowed to give blood because I am HIV-positive.
His exact works to me were, "Nuh-uh. You don't
look like you're HIV-positive. You're
just trying to get out of giving blood." I asked him
what he thought an HIV-positive person looks like. He said
they look sick, and I didn't look sick. I
handed him my card and suggested he attend my program.
Luckily, many of
the times I've chosen to disclose my infection
haven't been so marked by such blatant
ignorance. I told my roommates in October 2003 that I
am HIV-positive. I was lucky enough that they knew you
can't contract the virus by using the same cups
or same bathroom. I had really feared being rejected
by them because I know of so many young people
who've been turned away because they are
HIV-positive. They are shunned by their families,
kicked out of their homes. Many struggle to just have
a place to live.
While telling my
roommates turned out to be a positive experience,
disclosure hasn't always been that way for me. Some
of the people I've told quickly backed away
from me. They distanced themselves, I think, because
they didn't know how to handle it, they didn't
know how to approach it.
Because of my
work in HIV prevention, many people in my community know
that I am gay and know that I am HIV-positive. When I go out
in public, I can still feel their nervous eyes on me.
I go to a party or a bar and almost feel like I
shouldn't be there. No one says it to my face, but I
feel it. It's even worse if I show up with someone.
In the past, when I've announced I'm
dating someone, people assume that he must also be
HIV-positive. If I go out with someone--even a
friend--people automatically assume he's
infected. It's crazy.
Ignorance like
that just plays into the hands of those who are homophobic
and who stereotype gay people when it comes to HIV. They
also are the ones who are the most misinformed or
uneducated about HIV, believing that only gay men are
at risk and that they are somehow immune. Because of
that, I usually don't announce that I am gay when
I'm conducting HIV prevention programs for my
peers, because once they hear that I'm gay,
they assume that my talk--and HIV--isn't
a concern for them.
These are the
same kind of assumptions that keep many young people from
getting tested. They think that because they are not gay
they're not at risk, and because they are not
at risk there's no need to ever be tested.
There's
also an unbelievable sense among young people that bad
things, like HIV infection, can't happen to
them. Yeah, that's what I thought too. But one
moment of passion, of intimacy, of irresponsibility with one
person just one time ended that line of thought for me. Now
I'm doing everything I can to help end that
line of thought for others before they learn the hard
way, like I did.
The work, though,
isn't easy. It's very hard to talk about sex.
It's also hard to get people to talk with their
partners about HIV. Someone once asked me, "Why
is it that we can bare ourselves physically, which to me
is the most vulnerable state, but hesitate to ask someone to
apply a condom?"
One obvious
answer is that we need to tell people it's OK to talk
about sex. We all need to talk about it. We need to
remove the taboo about sex, start talking about it
earlier, and bring comprehensive sex education into
our schools. The more we can talk about sex, the more we as
a society can accept that it happens and give young
people the knowledge and the tools to protect
themselves.
And we must
welcome programs like Who's Positive into our
schools. We, as an organization, have such a difficult
time getting our programming into high schools,
despite a desperate need among teenagers for information
about HIV and how to protect themselves from it.
There's more to HIV education than showing
young people a movie about people dying of AIDS in
Africa. We need to teach them that HIV infects and affects
people in every neighborhood right here in the United
States, that someone like me, who is HIV-positive but
healthy, can be among them, and that even some of them
may be infected and not yet know it. We need to make them
see the importance of learning whether they are
HIV-positive, to protect their partners if they are,
and to take steps to remain uninfected if they're
not.
HIV ignorance has
to stop--and a good place to start dismantling it, I
thought, would be with those who created the offensive
Facebook page I stumbled across. Since its creators
were all Penn State students or alumni, I contacted
the university, and after jumping through several
hoops and talking with numerous university officials, I was
finally told the students and alumni had been
contacted and that their Facebook site had been
condemned by the school. I also was urged to contact them
directly through their e-mail addresses posted on the
Facebook site if I wanted to pursue the issue further.
Frankly, I
expected more, given that university e-mail addresses were
used to post hate material. But maybe the whole situation is
a lesson that we can't rely on our institutions
and our leaders to fix the problems of HIV stigma and
homophobia. Maybe we should take charge and do it
ourselves.