Do we care about these people that are HIV-positive whose lives have been ruined? Those are the people I'm the most concerned about. Every night I think about this.
Here's a bunch of people practising a new set of behavioural norms. Apparently it didn't work because a lot of them got sick. That's the conclusion. You don't necessarily know why it happened. But you start there.
PCR made it easier to see that certain people are infected with HIV.
People don't realize that molecules themselves are somewhat hypothetical, and that their interactions are more so, and that the biological reactions are even more so.
People realize this man knows what the hell's going on and nobody else does.
Years from now, people will find our acceptance of the HIV theory of AIDS as silly as we find those who excommunicated Galileo.
Where is the research that says HIV is the cause of AIDS? There are 10,000 people in the world now who specialize in HIV. None has any interest in the possibility HIV doesn't cause AIDS because if it doesn't, their expertise is useless.
Each of us have things and thoughts and descriptions of an amazing universe in our possession that kings in the 17th Century would have gone to war to possess.
Science consistently produces a new crop of miraculous truths and dazzling devices every year.
Art is subject to arbitrary fashion.
Science grows like a weed every year.
Religion is inwardly focused and driven only to sustain itself.
It's not blaming the victim. It's not anybody's fault. They just did something that didn't work, that's all.
We were fortunate to have the Russians as our childhood enemies. We practiced hiding under our desks in case they had the temerity to drop a nuclear weapon.
The mystery of that damn virus has been generated by the billion a year they spend on it.