January 14, 2007
Condoms and Commandments
I dropped my nephew off at the condom distributing table of his high school the other morning. Business was brisk, as you can imagine whenever the potent combination of sex and freebies is offered to a teenager.
The condom distributing table is — no sacrilege intended — a godsend for adolescents like my nephew. He’s easily embarrassed when he tries to get a condom the old fashioned way — from a pharmacist. He even blushes when he tries to buy them anonymously from a dispenser.
He was thrilled when he heard through the hormone grapevine that some high schools across the country were distributing the little devices to students to prevent disease or unwanted pregnancies. His circle of friends hoped they wouldn’t run out of adolescence before their school instituted the same policy. Sure enough, they didn’t and my nephew’s school did.
