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shadowkat1. Sigh, not sure what is up with the heating in this building. Was perfectly comfortable last week, but suddenly, starting this Sunday, it won't get past 64 degrees. Sent an email to the landlord asking WTF? I hate being a pest...and maybe I'm crazy, but isn't 60-64 degrees, and 74-82 degrees a bit extreme? How hard is it to do 68-72? Or even 66-70? That was last week - worked fine.
2. Okay, I don't think I can continue reading the Immortal Life of Henerietta Laks....it's gotten far too dark, and I'm only 30% of the way in. This poor family. This dirt poor black woman dies painfully of cervical cancer, before her death her doctors - without telling her - harvest cells from the tumor in her cervix and uterus. Then after her death, she leaves behind four kids, three of these kids are horribly abused by a cousin, who hates her guts. One, Deborah, is molested by the cousin's husband and beaten up by the husband in front of her father - who does nothing at all. Meanwhile the white researchers who harvested her cells and are growing them like gangbusters...have made quite the reputation for themselves in the world, and made millions. Also her cells have helped heal polio, smallpox, and various other ailments - mainly for white folks.
Reading this book not only depresses me, it frustrates me. Yet for some masochistic reason I continue reading it.
Considering shifting to either Jim Butcher's Cold Days or Louisa May Alcott's Little Women or Guards!Guards! by Terry Pratchett. Thinking Les Miserables by Victor Hugo may be too dark.
3. Just have to make it through two more days...
2. Okay, I don't think I can continue reading the Immortal Life of Henerietta Laks....it's gotten far too dark, and I'm only 30% of the way in. This poor family. This dirt poor black woman dies painfully of cervical cancer, before her death her doctors - without telling her - harvest cells from the tumor in her cervix and uterus. Then after her death, she leaves behind four kids, three of these kids are horribly abused by a cousin, who hates her guts. One, Deborah, is molested by the cousin's husband and beaten up by the husband in front of her father - who does nothing at all. Meanwhile the white researchers who harvested her cells and are growing them like gangbusters...have made quite the reputation for themselves in the world, and made millions. Also her cells have helped heal polio, smallpox, and various other ailments - mainly for white folks.
Reading this book not only depresses me, it frustrates me. Yet for some masochistic reason I continue reading it.
Considering shifting to either Jim Butcher's Cold Days or Louisa May Alcott's Little Women or Guards!Guards! by Terry Pratchett. Thinking Les Miserables by Victor Hugo may be too dark.
3. Just have to make it through two more days...
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