Turn a Blind Eye Turn a Blind EyeThere is not enough coffee in the worldto drown my despairlistening to the morning newsin our new covid era.I take my daily dosagein two-hour incrementsdoled out carefully from NPR,in hope the dulcet tonesand investment in objective things,like scienceand education,can soothe the anxietythat jumps into my ribcageto shake my heart. But this morning I could not dilutethe blind rage –and by that I mean the rage of apartially sighted person –that builtevery time I heard someone end a storywith a quip aboutturning a blind eye.I counted at least three –though perhaps onewas about being blindsided. My eyes may be going blindbut I am not ignorant.And whether I’m facingthe radio or turned towardsthe cat purring beside meI can be awareof injustice. So can you.If you choose. Heather MayMay 4, 2020Comment Facebook0 Twitter 0 Likes