The Resentment of the Unheard

The reason why I’m so stuck on the pink-ear protest is resentment. For two years I’ve tried to get out the story of what’s happening in Illinois. It got so bad that I started talking about it at the MLA. My elevator pitch is not “By the way, a second book of mine is coming out” but “Have you heard about Illinois’s Governor Rauner?” And you know what people respond every single time? “Oh wow, I had no idea! How come this isn’t a national story?” 

Yes, I’d like to know that as well.

So it drives me up a wall that the antics of rich dumb broads who are going crazy with boredom and putting cat ears on their empty heads are a huge national story while little kids with Down syndrome who can’t see a doctor get no coverage. The silly comment about “blood coming out of her whatever” was the story of the year while the suffering of real people, workers, elderly folks, kids is never covered. 

What do I need to do? Put a vulva on my head to get noticed with this story? I don’t want anything for myself. I’m getting off state insurance for good in a month. But I want this to be known for the people who can’t get out. 

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