"Uh," Sparkle said, totally intelligently, once again. "I mean. We're working on it?"

Oh boy.

"But some of them... like... most of them, I think, can't be cured. If you're lucky and you get one, it'll be one that can at least be controlled. But if you get, like, herpes or AIDS, that's it. That's your life. You're living with that until you die." He wrinkled his nose. "And it isn't like many people are rushing to cure AIDS, exactly. Fuckers."

Which pissed him off to no end for a lot of reasons.