Don't Tell Me What To Do: A Spiritual Memoir
Just kill me now, LORD! I'd rather be dead than alive, because nothing I predicted is going to happen. – Jonah 4:3

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Sex

I had entered a lion's den without knowing it. Had I possessed one iota of political savvy, I would have known that I was doomed to fail. Most of his other cabinet members and city employees came from the rank and file of the supporters who toiled every four years to get him reelected. I did not have that pedigree.

On the plus side was that I was a single black man workingin a high-profile position in a predominately African-American city. I had the respect and income that attracted women. I frequently dated in the beginning.. I used the prestige of my position to lure women into purely sexual relationships. Promiscuity, however, came with a price.

One morning, as I was preparing to go to work, I made the startling discovery that I had the clap. Because I had never contracted a venereal disease before, I didn't quite know how to deal with the situation. I instinctively knew, though, that I was faced with my first public relations dilemma. If I went to an area doctor to be treated, I might become a newspaper headline. On the other hand, by not seeking medical attention, I would become seriously ill. I had no one to confide in, no one to go to for advice. I decided on a risky course of action. I called the city’s health commissioner. “I have a problem,” I said. “I have the the clap.”

“Meet me behind the building in twenty minutes. I’ll wait for you. No one will see you.”

I jumped into my car and rushed over to the public health department. True to his word, I found him waiting in the back of the building. I slipped through the door. He slide his hands into a pair of rubber gloves and examined me.

“Yep,” he said without hesitation. “You got it. I can give pills or give you a needle. Choose your medicine.”

“Give me the pills.” I hated needles.

“The pills will take a little longer to work,” he advised.

“Give me the pills anyway.”

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