Maybe George Lucas should have made a movie about a 7 year old cancer fighter, who fights the Dark Side cancer cells with her Jedi mind strength… While being poisoned from the inside out with chemo, injected by evil ruthless imperial fighters. In the background, the Death Star, taking all of the funding that could save her people, her fellow cancer fighters. Yet, she fought on. Given no hope… She battled every day to get up, to smile, to wave and say, “Good bye, see you next time. Loves and Kisses!”. All while being injected, poked and prodded. Caught, imprisoned, used as an experiment with drugs and anti-drugs, radiation, exposes’. Yet, she fought on. As her smile paled, and her spirit faded, she fought on in an effort to ease the pain of those around her. Her fellow family of fighters still by her side, pushing back the offensive, to save the princess, and to keep her alive. Her one last battle, she pulls out her weapon… and lays it down. Her warriors have given up, so she has no choice. We were her only hope… and we failed her.
My real life warrior princess. Where is the outrage over Katherine’s death. Or the 7 other children who will die every day from cancer. The 48 children diagnosed every day and told they may die too. Given no hope. Where are the tweets, and crying emoticons over that? We are complacent, and complacency is as evil as Darth Vader, and steals our common sense and humanity.
You must unlearn, what you have learned… – Yoda