Via a graphic and controversial billboard campaign,
the government managed to make self-immolation
antisocial. Suddenly, those newsreels of speed-charring Vietnamese monks
felt dated - we wondered how we managed to watch
those stuntmen in flame-retardant suits stagger across
sound stages without wrinkling our noses.
You would see friends gently dispossess friends
of cans of paraffin at the end of the night,
a synapse spark of fraternity jumping between them
as their eyes met, yet refusing to light.
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