I am in Spokane, Washington today. And I made the mistake of going to a clinic to see if they could help me do something about my painful right knee.
Oh they did something, alright. Because I have no permanent address and no medical insurance in the State of Washington, the nurse asked me the following questions:
"Do you have tattoos?"
"Are you sexually active?"
And it all went downhill from there.
The condescension and stereotypical thinking is so thick in the Spokane air today that it's seriously making me sick.