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December 1st is world aids day
He ignored the AIDS epidemic for SIX years, following discovery of the first cases in 1981. Reagan would ultimately address the issue of AIDS while president. His remarks came May 31, 1987 (near the end of his second term), at the Third International Conference on AIDS in Washington. When he spoke, 36,058 Americans had been diagnosed with AIDS and 20,849 had died. The disease had spread to 113 countries, with more than 50,000 cases.
A disturbing new glimpse at the Reagan administration’s indifference to AIDS
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So I do wonder how many children growing up during this pandemic are going to end up with like six thousand allergies.
My mom was a severe germophobe and it got worse as she got older and she got my dad into the habit of sanitizing everything. So when I was a baby I was allowed to hang out in dust and eat dirt and lick the cats back or whatever like a normal baby but my brother, who was born six years of germaphobia later, was constantly cleaned and living in a sanitized house.
I developed a slight allergy to bananas in my early 20s. That’s it. My brother as soon as he started eating was allergic to wheat, milk, every kind of nuts, bananas, avocados, peas, peanuts, and most kinds of beans.
After my mom died my dad kept up the sanitizing and my brother’s allergies seemed to keep getting worse. He ended up going to an allergist about it and she basically told him “Stop sanitizing everything and let him play in dirt.”
So we stopped sanitizing everything and my brother was let loose on the backyard were of course he did toddler stuff like eat dirt and chase butterflies.
Nowadays, he’s only allergic to nuts, peanuts, and bananas. And that’s not just a result of him growing up. His allergies started dropping off one by one months after he was allowed to get dirty and we stopped sanitizing everything.
When children grow up in a sanitized environment their immune systems find other things to fight. We’ve already got people saying that they’re gonna keep sanitizing their homes and their hands constantly even after the pandemic is over.
I’m not a doctor. I’m just repeating things that my brother’s doctors have told us.
Don’t sanitize everything forever. Let your kids play in the dirt and hang out with your dog. It’s good for them. Don’t turn your home into a bacteria-free hellscape. It’s bad for you.
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Take a Tylenol.
Okay listen Cher is one of my favorite people in the world and it honestly makes me mad she doesn’t get much love these days
So Cher is born in the 1940s. Her dad is an Armenian refugee who develops gambling and alcohol problems. He and her mom divorce--again, keep in mind this is 1946--when Cher is ten months old. Cher will only meet him once again in her life.
Her mom remarries and has another baby. It is worth noting that this makes Cher the metaphorical redheaded stepchild--her younger sister is white, while Cher is Middle Eastern. In her autobiography she talks about being detained at the Mexican border as a child because the US border control was convinced her parents were trying to smuggle a Mexican child back into the US, thanks to her dark skin. This is when Cher starts wishing she looked like her blonde-haired, blue-eyed sister, and she literally carries that baggage all the way through the 2000s, when her promo for the Living Proof album is almost entirely based on her having blonde hair.
At some point in this period, Cher jumps off a swingset, lands on the edge of a metal coffee can, and snaps all the tendons in her foot. The medicine of the day lets them mostly put her foot back together, but her mother is told she may never walk again.If you’ve ever seen Mamma Mia!, you know the doctors were wrong.
Cher produces her first single in 1964 under the name Bonnie Jo Mason. She was forced to change her name by producers because they felt her birth name, Cherilyn La Piere, wasn’t American enough. The single bombs.
She releases “I Got You, Babe” with Sonny Bono in 1965, as “Sonny and Cher.” It goes to #1.
And we’re off.
Cher has the first of her two kids, a then-presumed-to-be-daughter with Sonny who we now know as Chaz Bono. She releases a ton of music, including a wildly controversial song called “You Better Sit Down, Kids,” which is sung from the perspective of a father trying to explain his divorce to his kids. This was 1967, so that’s like . . . you didn’t get divorced back then. You just didn’t. And the fact that the song doesn’t give any of the then-at-least-marginally-accepted reasons for divorce--like infidelity--doesn’t make it any better. (All it says is “your mother and I, kids/don’t see eye to eye.”) But it makes #1 because Cher is just . . . like that, and manages to turn just about everything to gold.
She and Sonny host a variety show. At this point they divorce, and Cher goes solo. She doesn’t yet change her name legally, but does begin going by “just Cher.”
ONLY THEN DOES CHER DISCOVER SHE HAS DYSLEXIA.
She takes Chaz in for school testing because he’s struggling and she’s struggling to help him, and after mentioning her frustrations the proctor gives her a test for dyslexia, right on the spot.
She gets married, has a child, and becomes an international superstar in both music and television before finding out she's dyxlexic.
She goes on to lose her last name entirely, perform on Broadway in a Tony-award-winning show (Come Back To The Five And Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean), becomes an Emmy-winning director (for a 1994 documentary on abortion, “If These Walls Could Talk”), an Oscar-winning movie star (for an incredible biopic you should watch, called Silkwood), a gay icon, a triple-platinum recording artist, and did I mention we’re still in the 1990s?
. . . and then she becomes one of the first musical stars with her own website. Yes, cher.com is over 20 years old, and one of the first things she did with it was release an album she self-produced called Not.Com.Mercial, featuring all the songs her producers told her over the years she couldn’t release. I strongly recommend you look up “Our Lady of San Francisco” on YouTube. If you think you know Cher, you need to listen to Not.Com.Mercial, because you really, really don’t.
. . . . and only then does she go on to perform in Burlesque and Mamma Mia, with “You Haven’t Seen The Last Of Me” in 2011 making her the only solo artist in American history to have at least one number-one single in every single decade for six straight decades. To the best of my knowledge, she’s also the only performer ever who can say they have won an Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, Golden Globe, and Tony Award.
And she did it all as a physically and mentally disabled woman who grew up blindingly poor and was considered “not white” for most of her life, at a time when “not white” made her lesser.
Cher is a fucking goddess and anyone who wants to come for her had better fucking watch out.