Supposedly, this book is chock full of useful information about the AIDS epidemic in Africa. I say ‘supposedly’ because the shoddy editing, the propagandist tone of the book, and the author’s deliberate omission of almost all personal info and insight made me question any ‘scientific’ facts he presented.
This book tries to straddle the line between personal memoir and medical nonfiction and manages to embody neither well. Cameron should have either gone totally in the direction of a personal memoir—and given us insight into the effects that living with HIV in South Africa had on his emotional and personal life—OR gone totally in the direction of a factual non-fiction historical, scientific, or anthropological text dealing with the vicissitudes of AIDS awareness in South Africa.
As it is, he doesn’t offer enough personal information to make the book worth reading as a memoir, yet his stances are too partisan and unreferenced to make it worth reading as a factual text.
If you’re personally interested in reading a list of dropped names or getting a vague and general overview of the life accomplishments of Edwin Cameron, then you might find this book useful. Otherwise, it’s a complete waste of time. I’m sure there are much better books about the effects of the AIDS epidemic in Africa.