We tried to read this article written by porn director Nica Noelle where she digs into what the hell happened with Mr. Marcus and this whole Syphilis thing. But honestly, when you click on the link and you see just how many words are contained therein, the entire thing just seems a bit daunting.
So, we didn't read it. However, we did glean a couple things from the article which gave us pause.
Well, to be specific, we gleaned a couple things from the first couple of paragraphs that gave us pause.
"The first thing I noticed was some kind of rash on the palm of my hand,” explains Marcus Spencer, better known to fans of adult films as simply “Mr. Marcus.”
Besides discovering that Mr. Marcus' name is actually Marcus Spencer making it clear to us that he should have gone by the name, "Mr. Sparcus", the whole discovering a rash on one's palm and not thinking it was a concern seems a bit odd.
Don't get us wrong, we here at POPPORN get odd rashes all the time. So often that frankly, we're more surprised to see a fresh patch of skin than a spoiled one. Not to mention the fact that rashes are pretty darn hard to diagnose. Hell, most everyone's had some odd breakout that was deemed "contact dermatitis" by a Quack. "Contact Dermatitis", that's code for, "You touched something to which you are moderately allergic and we can't really determine what it is."
But of course, we (along with most of you) don't perform in porn, now do we? While we love the glorious righteousness that is pornography, must we again remind folks that it's a rather risky profession? A profession that one would think, dictates how those individuals within the profession analyze their health on a day-to-day basis. For example, if I were a time traveler and was potentially exposed to a techno-organic virus and the next morning, I noticed that my arm looked more like living metal than human flesh, I might ask myself "Hmm, this could be a normal genetic mutation popping up in the gene pool before unknown or, could it be signs of something more severe...like a techno-organic virus that I have to perpetually keep at bay with my telekinetic powers?"
Similarly, if I were an adult performer and I woke up one morning with an odd rash on my palm, I might think to myself, "Could this rash be contact dermatitis or, could this mysterious rash possibly be from my profession? A profession that poses higher health risks than say, an accountant?"
Thus, I would most likely contact my general practitioner for an appointment.
Now, the article mentions that Mr. Sparcus did ask friends if they had any ideas what the odd rash might be and searched on the internet for "brown spots on hand" (no word on if he used "+" signs between his search words) but neither provided a concrete diagnosis. Which of course, is another reason one might immediately head to a general practitioner. Unfortunately, Sparcus didn't and what we've got is a, "Syphilis Event."
It's a shame because, we're sure Mr. Marcus is a good guy. He certainly didn't mean to cause any sort of "Event" and we're sure he feels awful about the whole thing.
But folks, seriously. If you share bodily fluids for a living you're probably better off always, ALWAYS assuming that something mysterious occurring "on" or "in" or leaking "out" of your body is a side effect of something you'll probably need a shot to get rid of. If not, consider it a nice surprise!