It reminds me of something that happened with my book, where someone who hadn’t read it was furious with me about the way I portrayed guide dogs, because someone else had told them what I wrote. There’s no safe haven from ignorance. Recently, a writer for the law journal, ABA Journal, interviewed me for hours about my objection to the lack of web access at the online subscription library Scribd. She portrayed my discontent as solely because I couldn’t read my own book there. Like I need to go there to read my book. I think it’s hopeless, but you have to keep on pushing through, following your inner dream of what could be. As strange as it sounds, people are too focused on their own self interests to actually recognize what those interests truly are.