I’m a regular guy. I live in a large city somewhere in the United States. I could live a thousand miles from you, or maybe next door. I have a nice home and reside in what many would consider an upper middle-class neighborhood. I’d tell you my name but I don’t want to be targeted again.
I’m a college graduate. I pay my bills. My credit is good. I have a great job. I attend church.
I’m over 35. I’ve dated and have girlfriends, but never married. Although disappointed, my parents are as happy with the grandchildren my siblings produced as I am being a favorite uncle. Although resigned that I will never marry, my parents keep hoping that I will meet the “right girl” one day.
By now you have probably guessed. Yup – I’m gay.
Despite my initial confusion, I was raised by loving parents with conservative Christian values. My sexuality was not something that we needed to discuss. Although many gay men and women choose to “come out of the closet,” I prefer keep my orientation private. The so-called “gay movement” isn’t my thing. I simply surround myself with people who share my values. There’s much more to me than my sexual orientation.
The HIV Trap
In 2007, during a routine checkup, my doctor told me I was HIV-positive.
My head went into a spin, I was sick to my stomach and contemplated suicide. During the next 48 hours, I lost so much weight that I started to look sick. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. At night, I cried myself to sleep and awakened in the night crying. I was fatigued from lack of sleep.
For the first time in my life, I felt completely alone. I could tell no one of my private hell not my parents or even my best friend. Sometimes I felt like I was watching a movie – a movie about my life! My life had completely changed for no better reason than that someone told me I tested “positive” on a meaningless test and I would die unless I started to take “life saving” cancer-causing drugs made by an industry that pays more than a billion dollars to settle thousands of criminal and civil complaints related to the illegal marketing of drugs that kill or injure a million Americans every year!
“Sure, the drugs are expensive and you’ll be tied to them forever,” they said, “but you can still live a fairly normal life .”
Fairly normal life? What does that mean?
My mind raced!
My thoughts quickly fell to my family. What would my friends think? Co-workers? Would I lose my job? How would I explain this?
My only hope was to outlive my family so they would never see this terrible shame that I brought to them.
Finally, I cried out to God and found refuge in Him.
Of course I didn’t know then what I know now. I didn’t know the “virus” has never been isolated. I didn’t know that one HIV co-discoverer was found guilty of scientific misconduct or that dozens of things (like pregnancy, flu shots and HIV drugs) can produce false positives, nor was I told there’s no gold standard for any HIV test and you can test different in different countries.
Once I discovered these facts on websites like OMSJ, Reduce the Burden, RethinkingAIDS and HEAL London, I haven’t been sick since. I never missed a day at work and I’m perfectly healthy and strong to this day. The key is to avoid HIV tests, never take the HIV drugs they pressure you to take. In addition, avoid behaviors and decisions that will likely compromise your immune system. Avoid dangerous pharmaceutical and illicit drugs, vaccines and alcohol. Avoid the “fast track” lifestyle – and even if sponsored by pharmaceutical websites like ManHunt, POZ or companies like Eli Lilly or GlaxoSmithKline, avoid RAVES and circuit parties.
Four years later, I contracted an STD from an acquaintance. I discovered it quickly, made an appointment, and my doctor quickly helped me clear up the problem with medication. But because of my HIV status, my doctor notified the county health department. They found my HIV status.
Almost immediately, I began to receive phone calls.
Not just one or two but many.
At first they left no message. Finally, someone left a message saying that I must “call back right away about a very important health matter.” I ignored the calls for two weeks, hoping that they would stop.
One day when I returned home from work, I found an envelope in my door marked CONFIDENTIAL. The note inside read, CALL US IMMEDIATELY.
These goons visited MY HOUSE! Where would they go next? My workplace? Would they call local police tell them that I was spreading HIV? Would police arrest me like Edward Casto or Darren Chiacchia? Would they confiscate my computer? Would they contact all of my personal contacts and ask them if I spread AIDS to them? Would they tell everyone that I was gay and spreading AIDS, or would they just call the news media?
Under the pretext of “public safety,” these goons were trying to intimidate me. They wanted to know about my sex life and who I share my life with. Every year, health department officials like Walt Senterfitt waste millions of tax dollars pushing homosexuality and AIDS into the private lives of ordinary people.
Thankfully, a friend told me about OMSJ. I checked out their website and left a message. Within an hour, I received a call and OMSJ took care of things quickly from there. The calls and visits stopped immediately. Although their assistance cost me nothing, I made a modest donation to their organization.
I urge everyone who reads this message – never take an HIV test and never talk to health department officials. They are not your friends and they don’t care about public health. All they care about is targeting, disrupting and destroying the lives of good people under the pretext of HIV.
And if these people call you, contact OMSJ or your own private attorney immediately.
The incident is true. The man’s name was not used to avoid retaliation.