by Diane Wilson
Follow Diane’s day-by-day account of the latest Global Hunger Strike against Formosa Plastics. You can join her by signing up here.
Day after Thanksgiving at Gate 3 and it is ultra-quiet and WHITE. All the vehicles on the plant site are white trucks. I’m driving this white truck until Ole Red gets fixed with a new water pump, so I look like a Formosa Plastics employee parked in their ditch. Well, except for all my flags. I’ve got 6 flags and a banner across the side. The wind has all the flags furling, and I must admit she’s quite eye stopping. In a day or two I will have my tent stacked out in front of Formosa Plastics’ entrance. No more back and forth over the causeway and setting up the truck every morning. This will be a permanent fixture.
I’m feeling better than yesterday which smarted a low day for me. Today I’m just sleepy. Can’t keep my eyes open. I’m glad it’s not raining. I do not relish getting stuck in this ditch. I’d probably just sit there, rain pouring down.
Symptoms on Day 25:
- Mind is mush
- Talking is exhausting
- All I want to do is sleep
- Weakness in the body
- Headaches feel like I’m wearing a tight hat
