Earlier this year a prominent woman activist died in Toronto, I was surprised at how quickly she was spun, packaged and hidden away. Guess she stepped on too many male toes
I heard about your death on the radio, before seven: By 8 am the news writers had rubbed off the last spec of your humanity. Your life-- your joy your pain, gone. Gone, too, your ambiguities and your vagaries. Spinning you for the last time they had turned you from an living woman into a stone idol, an icon an alabaster statue fit only for cold adoration in the crypt of civic history. I guess they are hoping that, just this once, you’ll stay in your place
You are probably right, I met her once while working in television, I am sure she will find ways to haunt those who tried to ignore her. There were however, many newspaper articles with photos of her life. Well penned John, waves of love }}}}}}}}}} Barbara
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