COVID Vaccine Worries

For the DMC, BLM is Black Lab Mice, y’all — for realz!

Black people traditionally don’t fuck with hospitals. I used to think that was just some superstitious bullshit. Part ‘cause my moms was a nurse and I had a pretty healthy relationship with the world o’ medicine. Then I had a panic attack and took myself to DMC’s emergency room. I learned what can happen when a random Black person shows up at the hospital.

First, they tried to admit me, even after it was clear it couldn’t have been a heart attack. Then, after stowing me in a corner for hours, they took me down into a ratchet ass basement area for what they called a “stress test.” I was given an injection meant to make me feel like I full on was having a heart attack, while they casual took readings. When I told them I felt like I might be dying, they gave me another injection.

I didn’t think much of it. I figured it was routine, until I got slapped with a $10,000 bill. My insurance company didn’t cover the experimental procedure! Experiment?! I’d been a frigging lab rat and ain’t a soul asked for my consent, or explained that shit wasn’t covered by insurance. How many other people they tried that on? How many other experiments being done on folks in basement room without they permission?

It ain’t just Detroit Medical Center. I ran into similar shit with my first therapist. He ain’t wanna give me a referral to a psychiatrist, ‘cause he ain’t believe in medication. I was having panic attacks that felt like heart attacks! No wonder Ms. K, my neighbor who survived cancer, says she won’t be one o’ the first trying out the COVID-19 vaccine. She remembered rumors of the polio vaccine was tested on the children of African diplomats.

Historically, Black people have been lab mice in the U. S. Some may recall the Tuskegee experiment, where Black men were left untreated for syphilis and studied. All of modern gynecology is owed to Black women who endured experiments without anesthesia. Black folks is justified in their fear of the medical profession that historically has preyed on marginalized people to do the dirty work and to extract wealth. Shit, I’m with you, Ms. K. I’ll wait until rich White folks are getting the vaccine before I line up for a shot.

Pink Flowers

Pink Flowers is a Black trans artist, peacemaker, educator, and pleasure activist whose work lives at the intersection of embodiment, governance, and cultural transformation. Trained in Theater of the Oppressed, Art of Hosting, and Navajo-informed Peacemaking practices, Pink designs spaces where conflict can be addressed, power can be examined, and joy can be reclaimed.

Her artistic and pedagogical practice draws from African trickster cosmology, Brazilian Joker traditions, shamanic ritual, and cooperative economics. She is the founder of the award-winning Falconworks Theater Company (2005–2021), which used popular theater to build civic capacity and participatory leadership in historically marginalized communities.

Pink served for over five years as a trained Peacemaker in the Red Hook Community Justice Center in Brooklyn, facilitating restorative processes within the New York City court system. From 2015–2018, she worked in cooperative business development with the Center for Family Life, supporting worker-owned enterprises in immigrant communities.

She currently serves as Director of Education and Training for the Inter-Cooperative Council in Ann Arbor, where she leads leadership development and conflict engagement initiatives. Her work has been presented nationally and internationally, including at the Stretch Festival in Berlin and the Pedagogy and Theatre of the Oppressed Conference.

Across ritual, performance, mediation, and institutional design, Pink’s work asks a central question:

What becomes possible when we refuse shame and choose conscious power instead?

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