"he is troubled by his oddly displaced excitement
in witnessing the birth of a world
where the only [bad word] safe for his ingestion is his own"

Between the track's title, [bad word] and these liner notes, it should be obvious that the track is intended as a sort of audio blow-job. And of course in the age of HIV, whenever we think about blow-jobs we think about what? Debates around the safety of consumption! Very good! ;-)

When producing this track I was thinking about the crisis among HIV/AIDS activists, particularly us younger ones from the late 80's, who tended to see ourselves as the transitional group. From our vantage point there were the "older activists" who had lived in a world without safer  practices for decades, and this idea of a future society in which everyone would practice safer  (yeah, right!), and here we were in the middle - most of us having had a few unsafe ual experiences in the past, but doing our best to learn how to enjoy safer  practices as much as or more than unsafe .

There was something disturbingly exciting about seeing oneself as part of such a monumental cultural transition. Our sense of urgency was imbued with this rather morbid romanticization of circumstance. Of course the reality of the impact of safer  information will most likely not result in such a [bad word] with the past, but I and many others found it necessary to operate in relation to this fiction from time to time in order to maintain our energy levels.

I sometimes wonder if it didn't burn me out sooner.