Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Another one of my days where I am overwhelmingly sad for humanity.

Please pray for my uncle. He is one of the coolest and most brilliant men that I know, and last night he found out suddenly and violently that he has a cancerous tumor larger than the organ itself on his kidney. Tomorrow we will know if there is anything they can do or not. He has a beautiful, devoted wife and two wonderful little boys. Please pray.

We "need" cancer because, by the very fact of its incurability, it makes all other diseases, however virulent, not cancer.
- Gilbert Adair, British author and critic. Myths and Memories, "Under the Sign of Cancer" (1986).

But what is it not, when it is cancer?

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