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Fear and Loathing HIV in South
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The Washington Post
Douglas Foster
June
3, 2008
In the midst of an epidemic, surely you would want to know whether
you carry the virus responsible for spreading the disease. Or would
you? If the illness were lurking at the intersection of sex and
death, perhaps you'd reconsider. If you risked ostracism from your
family and community, maybe you'd think again.
"I cannot test," says the central character in "Sizwe's Test," a
riveting look at the AIDS epidemic by South African journalist Jonny
Steinberg. "How can I ever be ready to hear that I am HIV-positive?
If I test today, and the result is positive, I will have to call off
my marriage. . . . No woman could be my wife. I would be like an ox:
I would sweat in the fields for a while and then get sick and die."
This is a dangerously melodramatic vision, but the image of a man
turned into a castrated beast just by learning his HIV status hints
at the turmoil that still swirls around diagnoses. Ever since the
epidemic shifted course, moving from hard-hit communities of gay men
and IV drug users in the First World to the generalized pandemic
spread mostly through heterosexual contact in sub-Saharan Africa,
few writers have gotten very deeply under the skin of this
still-unfolding catastrophe. Steinberg's book is a significant
contribution.
Encouraging people to test is at the heart of the worldwide
campaign against the spread of HIV. If people don't know their
status, they can't protect themselves from falling ill or shield
their sexual partners from infection. For years, health advocates
complained that political leaders failed to push a coherent program
to test, counsel and treat with the kind of urgency that was needed.
It's never been an abstract debate, especially in Africa: Two-thirds
of the estimated 33.2 million people around the world who are
HIV-positive live in sub-Saharan Africa, and 1.6 million died of
AIDS in the region last year. Approximately 5.5 million South
Africans (one in eight) are living with HIV, the largest number in
any single country.
Among the biggest challenges for health workers has been that so
many people, especially men, refuse to be tested. In areas where
clinics have made testing easy and treatment accessible, men even
turn away from medical help that could make HIV a treatable chronic
condition. Those who do test, but test late, run terrible risks.
Starting medication once you're seriously ill makes it much harder
to recover and thrive.
"Sizwe's Test" unravels this mystery. The story orbits around two
key characters -- Hermann Reuter, a white doctor for Médicins Sans
Frontières (Doctors Without Borders), and a black shop owner called
Sizwe Magadla (a pseudonym) who was initially skeptical of Reuter's
motives.
The doctor's task was a difficult one: He moved into the Eastern
Cape of South Africa in 2003, a time when the national government
refused to provide anti-retroviral treatment in public clinics. To
make matters worse, President Thabo Mbeki and his health minister
raised public doubts about whether anti-retroviral medication was
effective and safe.
The clinics Reuter served were notoriously understaffed and
suffered from a litany of neglect. With the help of community health
workers, nurses and activists from the treatment action campaign,
Reuter launched a remarkably successful program of testing and
treatment. He even began to win Sizwe over.
Sizwe, who was also Steinberg's chief interpreter and guide,
helped explain the resistance Reuter faced. He led Steinberg through
remote villages to help him understand what he called "black
people's secrets." Some of these secrets sting. Sizwe reports that
many people in his village believe that white doctors' needles are
used to spread AIDS rather than to treat it. Many think, too, that
HIV can enter the body through a kind of demonic possession as well
as through sex -- and that a spiritual remedy, not just a medical
one, is required. Sizwe himself admits to harboring the suspicion,
quite common, he says, that white people know of a cure for AIDS but
are keeping it to themselves.
Steinberg has a finely tuned ear for the way real people talk and
think. In a few places there's too much of Sizwe's shifting moods
and not enough about the women -- volunteer health promoters -- who
have done much to bring universal access to treatment. But Sizwe's
transformation from someone who initially viewed Reuter and his
supporters as a kind of secular cult to someone who accompanies ill
friends and relatives to clinics and urges them to get tested is
compelling. Until the book's final pages, we don't know whether he's
capable of taking his own advice. By then, all the easy assumptions
about what we might do if we were unlucky enough to be in his shoes
have dropped away.
Nearly 30 years after the AIDS epidemic began, this provocative
account offers something genuine, important and new.
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