just when i thought i couldnt love her more
Lisa leans back into the egg-white pillow-covered bench. "I mean, people were dying!" she blurts out. "One friend committed hari-kari. He was twenty-eight. After consulting the Hemlock Society, another friend suffocated himself. He was forty-five." Lisa is talking excitedly, but there's hurt in her voice. "My friend who committed hari-kari did so because he had no family, no money, and there was no way for him to take care of himself through the disease. He was dying fast. He tried many alternative ways, including drinking his own urine. There was nothing going on to help people," she says heatedly about the Reagan administration.
Edelstein's friend planned his own death and even threw an "I Am Committing Suicide" party, eerily paralleled in Randal Kleiser's 1996 film, It's My Party. "He had all his friends over. I was IN L.A. at the time and couldn't make it," she recounts. "I asked to wait one day, and he said, 'No, I want to watch The Simpsons and then I want to die.'"
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I finish the article, and feel the great need to listen to the RENT soundtrack. It begins to play, and I feel something different than I normally do when I hear it. It's more real, now, after this -- I'm more attached. I think of what I would have missed out on if it would have been her that got infected instead. I spend many moments in thought, wondering why some people can be so great, and some can be so cruel. I put myself in her position, not being able to see her friend that one last time. I think about the impact she had on people with her play -- I wonder if it ended up saving anyone's life. Because it very well could have. The way I feel about and idolize her changes today.
She is just so amazing, and educated, and caring, and considerate, and passionate about things she believes in. I would give anything to spend a half an hour with her mind. I grab my pillow, and her greatness & internal beauty bring me to tears.
Edelstein's friend planned his own death and even threw an "I Am Committing Suicide" party, eerily paralleled in Randal Kleiser's 1996 film, It's My Party. "He had all his friends over. I was IN L.A. at the time and couldn't make it," she recounts. "I asked to wait one day, and he said, 'No, I want to watch The Simpsons and then I want to die.'"
[ [ L I N K ] ]
I finish the article, and feel the great need to listen to the RENT soundtrack. It begins to play, and I feel something different than I normally do when I hear it. It's more real, now, after this -- I'm more attached. I think of what I would have missed out on if it would have been her that got infected instead. I spend many moments in thought, wondering why some people can be so great, and some can be so cruel. I put myself in her position, not being able to see her friend that one last time. I think about the impact she had on people with her play -- I wonder if it ended up saving anyone's life. Because it very well could have. The way I feel about and idolize her changes today.
She is just so amazing, and educated, and caring, and considerate, and passionate about things she believes in. I would give anything to spend a half an hour with her mind. I grab my pillow, and her greatness & internal beauty bring me to tears.