SAINT VALENTINE'S LIVES!
POZ’sonline personals do a great service for positive people [“You’ve GotLove,” February/March 2005]. They helped me finally find the right man.We planned to meet in the beginning of April but couldn’t wait and metat the end of March. We found we have even more in common than wethought. I live in St. Joseph, Missouri, and he lives in St. Ann. Weagree that the saints are watching out for us. Thank you for making thesite free. It’s not always easy to access personals sites on a fixedincome. Good luck to everyone trying out this service. Hopefully you,too, will find the right match.
St. Joseph, Missouri
THE FRAUD SQUAD
“Doin’the Hustle” [February/March 2005] exaggerates the problem ofHIVers illegally selling their Medicaid-subsidized meds on the street.It was reminiscent of sensationalized exposés on “welfare mothers” thatincorrectly implied that tens of thousands of people were cheating thesystem. Congressional representatives could use this article as anexcuse to reduce or not increase ADAP funding.
It’s true that thefraud exists. But the people who really pay the price are those whoshorten their lifespans by selling their meds. The fundamental problemis that people on the lowest economic rung are forced to make theseuntenable choices.
President, Latino Commission on AIDS
New York City
Isupport HIVer Tom Donohue’s putting his face on a highway billboard toeducate the public about the virus [“Hey, What’s Your Sign?,”February/March 2005]. I resent that his neighboring ASO and itsdirector, Brian Bluth, don’t support him. How can an effectiveAIDS organization not understand that people need education from allsorts of HIVers? Why don’t they put their money where their mouth isand put up a billboard of their own? If Bluth wants to continuereceiving the donations that pay his paycheck, he should support Mr.Donohue’s attempt to promote community awareness.
I’M GONNA TELL
Yourdisclosure advice should clarify that sometimes it benefits an employeeto disclose in the workplace [“Legal Eye,” February/March 2005]. If anemployee’s HIV status is unknown, he or she cannot claimdiscrimination. In the late ’80s, I was often late to my job as aparalegal after a morning managing harsh med side effects. I was fired.I revealed my HIV status to defend myself, but it fell on deaf ears.Ironically, this law firm had been the first to sue under New YorkCity’s disability-discrimination law. Perhaps if I had disclosed inwriting, they would not have fired me to avoid a similar suit.
BRINGING UP THE REAR
After POZ published an article about
mycompany’s pads, which make lipodystrophy-affected butts look better,February became the highest-selling month in company history [“BootyCall,” February/March 2005]. Because of the increased business, we cannow develop a women’s line and a waterproof line.
I met Butt forYou’s founder, Ken Christman, in the hospital. Luckily for me, HIVdrugs worked, and I made a great recovery, but due to lipo, I left mybutt behind! So I started working for Ken. He passed away last springand left his company to his sister and me. We are working hard to keephis dream alive.
Managing Director, Butt for You
Cancelmy subscription until you stop running the obscene Reyataz ad featuringa cell-phone call from buddies at the beach [February/March 2005]. I amon Reyataz and four other HIV meds and am offended by the notion that“life’s a beach with HIV.” But a far greater offense is the flagrantdisregard for the millions of people with HIV who don’t have cellphones, jobs that allow them to head off to the beach, medicalinsurance or money to pay for HIV meds. It’s disgusting to see millionsof advertising dollars wasted while millions are dying without anymedication. I will not read any future issues until these ads stopappearing in what I used to think was a useful and trustworthy magazine.
POZresponds: Yours isn’t the only response we got about this “talking”ad—and our guess is the folks who make Reyataz heard about it, too. Weunderstand the advertiser won’t be running the ad again.
Correction:Due to a printing error in our April issue, the “April Showers” bylineof Jack Kaplan, Edgewood, New Mexico, was omitted.