I'm outta this exchange, for the most part.
I think both sides are talking past each other. I doubt an article 'caused' anyone to have a permissive attitude (if it did, that's a different problem). I'm not sure that the phase-shift that occured medically in 1996 amounted to an "End of Plague", which denotes eradication. Perhaps it was just an unfortunate title, or a deliberatively edgy one, which is somewhat understandable from a written perspective.
I'm not sure what the appropriate demarcation for 'the cocktail' relief rally would be. From inside the HIV-positive circle, it was obviously a massive change. From the wider, outside-the-circle perspective, it was sorta like a Pyhrric victory, not a cure, not an eradication, but a ... powerful stopgap? Is it a celebratory day, as AS suggests? Is it even 1996? Maybe it is something like this, an AIDS Memorial/Museum. There is that deeply memorable monument/statuary in Vienna that commemorates the Black Death, that comes to mind. In any case, a quiet place, to sit and reflect and remember:
I never cried the way I cried over you,
As I put down the telephone and the world it carried on.
Somewhere else, someone else is crying too,
Another man has lost a friend, I bet he feels the way I do.
And now I'm left without, but you're here within.
As I watch the sun go down, watching the world fade away,
All the memories of you come rushing back to me.
As I watch the sun go down, watching the world fade away,
All I want to do is kiss you once goodbye.
Summer comes and I'd remember how we'd march,
We'd march for love and pride, together arm in arm.
Tears have turned, turned to anger and contempt,
I'll never let you down, a battle I have found.
And all the dreams we had, I will carry on.
As I watch the sun go down, watching the world fade away,
All the memories of you come rushing back to me.
As I watch the sun go down, watching the world fade away,
All I want to do is kiss you once goodbye, goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye.
And all the dreams we've had, I will carry on.
As I watch the sun go down, watching the world fade away,
All the memories of you come rushing back to me.
As I watch the sun go down, and darkness comes to me,
All I want to do is kiss you once goodbye, goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
1996
