I wasn’t in the US when Reagan was president, so all I “remember” of him comes from later experience with his legacies: as a researcher in HIV/AIDS, he became known to me as the man who could have, but didn’t, save millions, and as a guilty white liberal with a mental illness of my own (major depression) I learned to loathe the man who shut down the US’ ailing mental health infrastructure without doing a damn thing to build an effective replacement. In the light of these two failures alone, the current bumper crop of oily media eulogies is turning my stomach. That’s all I have to say about that; for a glimpse of the personal, see Brad and Terrance, and for a savvy political summary Juan Cole.