I saw an old friend recently and she was telling me how her 3 year old has adopted the phrase “think about it.” He pops this phrase into conversation at random times and it can be quite funny. “Mom, I am not wearing the crocs today…think about it” or “No, it is not time to go to bed…think about it.”

Yesterday I got the report on the Heartside Happening dance party/Red project fundraiser from a friend. He said that it was a fabulous party and proceeded to tell me that when he paid his cover for entry to the party, he was handed some condoms. I was thrilled. HIV infection continues to increase…in our country and in our city (note: “Parade” magazine–the one that is inserted into Sunday newspapers all over the U.S.–had a story yesterday titled “AIDS in 2010: How We’re Living with HIV”). Yes, there are great treatment options and, yes, people are living long, productive lives, but why does this preventable virus continue to spread?

Obviously there are several ways to answer that question, but for starters…condoms are not routinely passed out at dance parties.  Think about it.