"Risky behaviour?" the allergy nurse asked.
She was taking a medical history for their new, computerized record system.
I just looked at her, at a loss as to how to respond.
She thought I didn't understand the question.
I knew she'd be taken aback by the answer.
"Like HIV..." she said, trying to be helpful.
I just shook my head no.
Except when the sadist closes his hands around my neck, my risky behaviour doesn't seem to have any bearing on my asthma.
I've made my decisions.
My activities may not always be safe,
but they are consensual.
We'll leave aside the issue of my sanity.
A child going to school...
this should not be risky behaviour.
We should -
be able to count on their coming home alive.
But this is the United States of NRA,*
where guns are easier to get than treatment for mental illness,
and little children
on a classroom floor.
This isn't the lesson they were sent to school to learn.
And the lesson that is so clear to so many of us? The lesson we learn over and over, from one senseless massacre after another? Our politicians are too chicken shit to act on it. The election is over, and they're still being choked by the NRA's chain.
And people say we're perverted.
* NRA = National Rifle Association, which vehemently opposes any form of gun control.