I know when I go outside, there’ll be a van or two and they’ll probably follow us four out of seven days a week, trying to get something. But I’m just going across town and I know they’re just wasting their day, so it doesn’t bother me anymore.
Let us be the ones who say we do not accept that a child dies every three seconds simply because he does not have the drugs you and I have. Let us be the ones to say we are not satisfied that your place of birth determines your right for life. Let us be outraged, let us be loud, let us be bold.