You took my friends. You took my step-mother, who was the only mother to me. You took my sister’s godfather, my father’s best friend. Then you took my friends, one after the other, and now you’re back for more.
Fuck you. I hate you. Stop eating them alive.
Think this is this recreational outrage? Fuck you too. Come fight with me. Please. Tell me they deserved it. Tell me this doesn’t belong in the Pit. Fight with me about something. Anything.
I didn’t even know he was positive, and now I know he is dying. As in going to be dead.
Soon.
Oh, fuck you, eraser of hope. Fuck you, mindless obliteration. Fuck you, waster of lives, come here and say it to my face! Fuck your mama with a chainsaw sideways, AIDS. I hate you so much right now.
Wow, this is tragic. My condolences. I will whack AIDS with a stick if I see him passing. Then I will hold him down until you can arrive.
On another note, I understand if you choose not to, but could you expand more on why AIDS seems to have been very prevalent in your family? I mean it seems there are multiple sexes, ages etc… it just seems so odd that it strikes so many you know.
I don’t think I was clear. As for my family, there are only two victims – my stepmother, and my father’s best friend. After those, I lost three more friends, and I don’t suppose you need an explanation about them, but they were all gay guys who died in the early nineties. This rant was inspired because I found out about a friend I had no idea was even positive being pretty far along in his sickness.
My father and his long term partner were the last in their group of about 30 to die from AIDS. These guys, their friends, were like extended family to me.
After the service of one of their best friends by fathers partner broke down. He wanted to call someone for extra support but everyone he knew had died.
He died about 6 months later… my father, at 55 years old, a year after.
AIDS sucks and I hate that we might have gotten control over it early on if some people didn’t hate “fags” so much.
… yeah, I’m definitely going to hell over here. As soon as I read the first line of the OP my brain started belting out the song “Everyone Has AIDS” from Team America: World Police.
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Ensign Edison, I hope things improve for you and your loved ones.
Also, please think twice before joining any special forces teams made up of cursing puppets.
Many of those people are related to the ones who think that every infected woman (already 50%, and climbing - we may surpass men soon, what joy) is a whore, and of course whores don’t deserve any help.
Wonder what was it that the babies did wrong… be born or something, I guess :mad:
I know four women whose brothers were taken down by AIDS in the late 80s - early 90s. We have a long way to go, but we’ve made some progress. Maybe some day…
I was watching a documentary called “The Gift” a few days ago – people who want to catch it and people who are willing to spread the disease. I wasn’t able to watch the whole thing, but the whole bizarre dynamic between AIDS and survivors guilt and wanting to be part of the “club”… does anyone here know of anyone who identifies with this aspect of the disease? I’m desperately trying to understand how someone could think this way. What percentage of the current AIDS deaths can be attributed to “gifting?”
Ensign - I’m so sorry.
I’m pitting my ex boss who objected to me wearing my red ribbon on 1st December. Fuck him. I’m pitting him for refusing to sell condoms at the beach bar.
Dear Liz, I miss you never making it past a teenager.
I’m pitting my “friends” -
Sam didn’t know he had it - we always used a condom - I didn’t get it - don’t they know what love is? They thought I should hate him - my lover? Sweet Sam - where is he now? Alone and afraid? I don’t know. He ran away I wish he was here today. He was “gifted” by the way, along with some others - a certain strain started showing up and it all pointed to this girl.
Here’s to John who told everyone I gave it to him to save the girl he loved from shame. I didn’t mind - I don’t have it. I got a taste of how it feels when people think you have it - shame on them. John you were a shining star, you got the rough end all your life, out of all of us YOU got HIV - there’s no justice - the guy could never pull a bird, and then …
Here’s to Richard Branson who put condoms in 12 packs - let’s be realistic - like chewing gum and put them on the checkout counter way back when.
Here’s to Jazzie B - “Keep On Moving, Don’t Stop” - thanks for the support. He noticed how people just started giving up, depressed and it got them quicker and he wrote this song.
Here’s to my primary school teacher - best guy - robbed of life.
There’s more of course but for now:
Here’s to Shakespeare “Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds”
Don’t get me going on cancer…
Damn,** EE**, I’m sorry. Despite having had many friends from (cringing as I type it) high-risk groups, the closest AIDS has come to me or mine is friends-of-a-friend and one relative-of-a-friend. I have to believe I would be reacting just as you are: anguish at the situation combined with anger that so much of the world has been so slow to confront it.
I thought that too when I read it but then shrugged my shoulders and thought well this is the pit.
Anyway is it a coincidence?
My condolences. I’ve yet to lose anyone close to me to AIDS. I have a few freinds who are HIV positive, I wish them the best in life and hope for a cure.
I’ve lost a best friend, 2 other friends and most heartbreakingly, my brother. You’re not alone my friend, there are way too many of us out here who’ve lost loved ones to this thing. Here’s to a day when we can stop counting how many and start counting how long its been since AIDS was prevalent.
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