I don’t want to spend the entire month of October harping on the fact that the world goes pink in support of breast cancer awareness. After all, I am aware. It’s different this year because last year, I was in a chemo-induced haze and didn’t really have the strength to give a shit. This year, it is more difficult to escape the pinkness. It is only the third day of the month, and the pervasiveness of pink has invaded every corner of my life.
Continue reading Fuming Pink (Over Breast Cancer Awareness)
Every October, the world turns pink in support of women with breast cancer. I can’t even begin to articulate how much this annoys me. Like-minded women dread the 31 days we must endure watching people run, walk, raise money, and tout the good works being done by high-profile breast cancer charities in the name of research and education.
In reality, many of these charities are in gluttonous relationships with corporations that market countless pink ribbon products for us to purchase, claiming that portions of the proceeds go to fund breast cancer education and research. The truth is, a minute fraction of the money spent on pink ribbon products goes to education and research. The lion’s share goes into the pockets of the corporate bigwigs and those running the charities. Don’t believe me? Stop reading. If you do, read this. Click the links. And come back here.
Continue reading October Is a Comin’ (Breast Cancer Awareness Month)