Does shooting down a civilian passenger jet and killing 298 people become a more terrible act because a third of those people were AIDS researchers whose work had probably saved the lives of millions of people? No, people’s lives are equal. Yes, some people are more equal than others.

This morning’s news carried information about the visitation and service for the 10-year old Milwaukee girl who recently died of gunshot wounds received in May while she was playing at her neighborhood playground, an obituary for the 20-year old son of a community activist who was shot last week, taken off life support during the weekend, his family having made the decision to donate his organs, and then the news that among the many dead in the Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 disaster was Dr. Joep Lange, a renowned AIDS researcher and advocate for care for people with AIDS around the world.

The New York Times quotes a friend of Dr. Lange’s saying, “My friend always tried to be there where politics and humanity were at odds with each other.” I think that’s exactly where he was when he died.

I don’t have anything useful to say about this, nothing to add. I suddenly find blogging revolting with its precious photos and self-revelation; its preoccupation with the nuances of people’s feelings seems just puffery, without substance or import. I don’t have standing to comment on this event although I guess I just have. I’ve said in 200 words that I have nothing to say. Except to say that I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everyone. I’m sorry for all of us.


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