{"id":667,"date":"2019-08-29T02:04:00","date_gmt":"2019-08-29T02:04:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/newmythology.net\/mv\/?p=137"},"modified":"2024-09-03T19:08:58","modified_gmt":"2024-09-03T19:08:58","slug":"suddenly-sundered-hiv-and-the-foreign-service","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/essays\/suddenly-sundered-hiv-and-the-foreign-service\/","title":{"rendered":"Suddenly Sundered: HIV and the Foreign Service"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"cs-content\" class=\"cs-content\"><div style=\"--tco-dcij-0:;--tco-dcij-1:;--tco-dcij-2:;--tco-dcij-3:;--tco-dcij-4:;--tco-dcij-5:;\" class=\"x-text x-content e667-e1-v0 mij-0 mij-1 mij-2 mij-3 mij-8 x-content exp03-content\"><div class=\"x-col e383-e14 man-36\">\n<div class=\"x-the-content entry-content\">\n<p>\u201cHow soon can you get out of Canada?\u201d asked the administrative officer at the U.S. Consulate in Toronto in October 1995 when I was informed that my application for disability retirement\u2014due to my advanced HIV\/AIDS\u2014had been approved.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNow that you\u2019re officially retired, the State Department has liability issues with you remaining in Canada. I need to know how soon you can get out.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He was trying to be kind and not confrontational but nonetheless, all I heard were those last two words:<span>\u00a0<\/span><em>get out<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div><span class=\"x-image e667-e2 mij-a\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/US_Consulate_in_Toronto-e1439413201744.jpg\" width=\"797\" height=\"448\" alt=\"Image\" loading=\"lazy\"><\/span><div class=\"x-text x-content e667-e3 mij-3 mij-4 mij-5\">U.S. Consulate in Toronto<\/div><div style=\"--tco-dcij-6:;--tco-dcij-7:;--tco-dcij-8:;--tco-dcij-9:;--tco-dcij-a:;--tco-dcij-b:;\" class=\"x-text x-content e667-e4-v0 mij-0 mij-2 mij-3 mij-6 mij-9 x-content exp03-content\"><div class=\"x-col e383-e14 man-36\">\n<div class=\"x-the-content entry-content\">\n<p>This was the mid-1990s, before treatments became available that extended the lives of those of us with HIV. In 1995, after I pressed relentlessly for a life expectancy number, my doctor had told me that based on my lab numbers and what medications were available then, I could expect to last another eighteen months at most. Things were that grim, with HIV-positive individuals often moving from a first hospitalization to death in mere months.<\/p>\n<p>What no one had prepared me for was the sundering from the Foreign Service when my disability application was approved. A cable had come from Washington on October 20, 1995\u2014four months after I had filed for early retirement\u2014informing the Consulate that my application had been approved. I was told that from that moment on I was no longer permitted in the Consulate building, that I should pack up all my personal belongings and leave the building as quickly as possible.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re no longer an employee. The U.S. government has liability issues with you now. You need to get out of Canada as quickly as you can. I don\u2019t mean to pressure you. I know you just learned that you\u2019re a retiree but the State Department wants me to cable them back when you\u2019re leaving Canada.\u201d I had no answer. That morning I had been working on a report about some trends at the Toronto Stock Exchange. There was work I still wanted to complete.<\/p>\n<p>I had been HIV-positive ever since the test became available in 1985. The Foreign Service requires a physical examination every two years to maintain worldwide availability to serve as a diplomat. In 1987, when I had my physical exam, an HIV test was conducted, and the Department was informed that I was positive.<\/p>\n<p>I had no symptoms then, and, although there were no medications available to treat the disease, I continued to work like any one else. I had assignments in Dubai, Damascus, and Casablanca. I was good at my job and was promoted rapidly. Still, as a gay man, I had to be careful about my sexuality. At that time, you could be fired for being gay. When my security clearance came up for review in 1991, the security officers told me they knew I was gay, but since I was \u201ccloseted,\u201d the only way they could renew my security clearance was by interviewing a family member about my sexuality.<\/p>\n<p>I was confused.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re at risk for blackmail as a closeted gay man. If someone in your family knows about your sexuality, we can interview them and that removes the threat of potential blackmail.\u201d The whole blackmail question was a Catch-22. You couldn\u2019t be open about your sexuality or risk being fired. But they wanted you to be open (at least with someone in your family) so that you couldn\u2019t be blackmailed. That weekend, I went home and discussed this with my parents, to whom I wasn\u2019t officially out. They said they\u2019d known that I was gay for a long time and had no issue with it. Diplomatic Security personnel interviewed them in the following weeks, and my security clearance was renewed.<\/p>\n<p>I dodged that bullet, but this requirement to hide my sexuality took its toll as I struggled for balance between my working life and my personal life. I could not be open about any relationships, and I couldn\u2019t react when other diplomats made jokes about gays, which was often. It was a very unwelcoming atmosphere to be gay in the Foreign Service in the 1980s and \u201990s.<\/p>\n<p>I am lucky to still be here in 2019. Given what the doctors told me back in Toronto, I had no expectation that new drugs would keep me alive this long. There is only gratitude for that turn of events. But remembering all of those HIV-positive people who never got the chance to grow old (I\u2019m 63 now), I am driven with even more gusto to continue to be of service to others and to share my story. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0The State Department was unprepared for how to handle those of us with HIV. In the early days of the epidemic, no one knew how bad it was going to get. So many young lives snuffed out before they had a chance to make a dent in our world. Today there are an estimated 1.1 million of us living in the United States with the virus, and more than 700,000 who died because of it.<\/p>\n<p>I left Canada two weeks after I was told to get out. I had needed time to find a place to ship my things to in the U.S. and to figure out what it meant to be retired, looking my death in the eye. That was a lot to deal with at that time, and a little more compassion from the Department about how quickly an ex-employee could relieve them of their \u201cliability issues\u201d would have gone a long way to making my transition a less harrowing one.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div><div class=\"x-div e667-e5-v0 mij-b mij-c mij-d mij-e\"><div class=\"x-div e667-e5-v1 mij-b mij-c mij-f\"><i class=\"x-icon e667-e5-v2 mij-h\" aria-hidden=\"true\" data-x-icon-s=\"&#xf05a;\"><\/i><\/div><div class=\"x-div e667-e5-v3 mij-c mij-e mij-g\"><div class=\"x-text x-content e667-e5-v4 mij-2 mij-3 mij-5 mij-7\">This was originally published on\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/glreview.org\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener nofollow\">The Gay And Lesbian Review Worldwide Website<\/a>. You can read the original article\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/glreview.org\/suddenly-sundered-hiv-and-the-foreign-service\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener nofollow\">here<\/a>.<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cHow soon can you get out of Canada?\u201d asked the administrative officer at the U.S. Consulate in Toronto in October 1995 when I was informed that my application for disability retirement\u2014due to my advanced HIV\/AIDS\u2014had been approved. \u201cWhat?\u201d I asked. \u201cNow that you\u2019re officially retired, the State Department has liability issues with you remaining in Canada. I need to know &#8230; <\/p>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/essays\/suddenly-sundered-hiv-and-the-foreign-service\/\" class=\"more-link\">Read More<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":670,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-667","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-essays"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/667"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=667"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/667\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":759,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/667\/revisions\/759"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/670"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=667"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=667"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/redesign.visualspring.net\/varga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=667"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}