Insanity to one human is just reality to another. By definition, my life is insane. To challenge the US government, to take a gamble without knowing the ending. To fight a centuries-old, deeply entrenched system, thinking I could win. To quit the CIA, fingers up to the world, this twentysomething Asian girl who looks nothing like what “powerful” usually looks like. But I think it’s more insane to accept the status quo. Sanity depends on the vantage point of the viewer. Do you have a seat at the table? Or are you what’s on the menu?
