Here are some career fantasies:
(1) Finish medical school
(2) Finish residency
and then?
I think i am in love with HIV. It is too rich, too big. It is horrible, ruthless. It attacks us through our love lives. It is wiping out, has wiped out an entire generation, entire societies. It travels with tuberculosis. It revolutioned immunology. It is a disease of gay men, of Africa, Haiti, of hemophiliacs and children who had no choice.
The glory days of HIV in San Francisco, the sheer terror and fear of a deadly miasma that takes the young and bohemain, the time for great courage, the time of surgeons drenched in poisoned blood, came and went. now the battle is quieter, it is tedious, but it still there. Now it is a battle of pharmaceutical patents and global distribution of testing equipment, of chipping away at lymphoma and heightened rates of diabetes and salvaging kidneys in old age.
So then. what would i do? get work. Begin working.
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