The Politics of Funding and Funders: My Personal Experience

Yesterday, I bumped into a man. Well, we didn’t really bump into each other… I was in the pharmacy looking for a quotation on a prescription. As I walked out, I heard a name – not entirely mine – but one that I had been called enough times in the past to regard as part of my identity. “Hey, Her Zimbabwe!” the man shouted out. … Continue reading The Politics of Funding and Funders: My Personal Experience