Okay, first of all, disclaimers:
One shot, no editing, iPhone propped on top of a tower made up of my suitcase, a toaster oven box, and one pillow.
I'm obviously still bored.
Terrible, garish hotel room lighting does nothing for forehead wrinkles.
Apparently when in front of a camera I do the weird lopsided Drew Barrymore mouth. Sorry.
Here we go.
I would say I hope I don't offend anyone, but that would be a lie. The truth is I am angry about this issue, and if you don't agree with me then I want you to not necessarily be offended, but to at least think about it from my point of view, my immune system.
I think we have gotten so far from the reality of what these diseases can do, what they did before vaccines rendered them almost obsolete, which is killed thousands of children; we have gotten so comfortable with
Walgreens and children's Tylenol that we don't even know what to be
afraid of anymore, who the enemy is. The enemy here is not vaccines and
it's not science; it's our own self-righteous complacency.
Anyhoo, (sideways mouth). Tomorrow I find out exactly when I get to fly home. And I'm scared. Of home. Said the girl who rides in Israeli cabs with men who shoot at boys.