Posted by wendy on 2012/01/31
I rarely research stuff over here. I mean, I’m not a professional journalist, or a professional blogger. I suppose I may qualify as a professional cancer-haver, but I’d rather not have that moniker, so let’s just sit back and marvel at the fact that the recent decision for for the Susan G. Komen foundation to withdraw funding for breast cancer screenings at Planned Parenthood has actually gotten me angry enough to do a little digging.
So. Hey. Dear Susan G. Komen. We need to break up. It’s not me, it’s you. It’s you and your endless merchandising of the disease that kills thousands of people every year. It’s your litigious nature. It’s the constant, uneasy feeling I get when I start reading about where the millions of dollars you make actually go. It’s withdrawing your funding from Planned Parenthood–it can be spun any way you like, but the truth is out there if someone wants to dig.
When I was diagnosed with cancer, my doctor did not ask me what my political or religious beliefs were before he broke the news. Cancer does not care if you are a Democrat or a Republican. Cancer does not care if you are pro-life or pro-choice. Cancer.does.not.care. This latest move is disgusting and transparent, because clearly the Susan G. Komen foundation does care what side of the fence you’re on. (I just ended a sentence with a preposition–damn, you Komen! I blame you for that, as well. )
Planned Parenthood is responsible for making sure women of all economic levels have access to screenings and referrals, but women who have health care aren’t going to be the ones who use PP–it’s the women who don’t have health care. Those are the women I’m thinking about the most tonight.
I lost my job and was diagnosed with breast cancer at the same time–no, really. I missed the big plant meeting when the Veeps came down to tell the plant that it was closing, because I was at my gynecologist’s office getting my lump checked out. I was lucky–well, I use that term loosely–I lost my job, but I managed to pick up COBRA. Not everyone is that lucky. Do you know how hard it is to have your income go away and have your bills go UP by another $450 a month? Yeah. I’m pretty sure some of you actually do.
So, I’m breaking up with you, Komen. And, the saddest bit is that I kind of think you won’t mind. I’m not in the demographic that you deem worthy of helping.
Alternatives to Komen for donations? Breast Cancer Action. And, of course, Planned Parenthood could also use a hand. Or, hell–find someone going through treatment and use the $20 you were planning to give Komen to buy them something nice. Or just give them the $20. Trust me. Lasagna is nice, but cash pays the utility bills. 🙂