Maxine Maes's Questionnaire

I live in Detroit, Michigan. I had moved to New York City to become an emergency room nurse there, but when my mom came down with the sickness, er, curse, I moved back into my old stomping grounds. I’m currently living in an apartment to fit my lifestyle better, and to not have to constantly be in her house. In her… worsened state, I can’t stand being there all the time. Alone and decaying. Like a disease that may jump to be at any given time.

My apartment is… yeah it’s terrible. Sixth floor, walls cracking, my bedroom is half workbench that makes it look more like the unibomber’s den than a place people live.

I currently work as an emergency room nurse for Detroit Methodist Emergency Room. The hours? Shit. The pay and benefits? Shittier. The only reason I do it is because I was trained for it and it’s the only way I can *directly* help people. Legally that is.

What do I spend it on? Live-in assistance for my mom, and whatever that doesn’t eat up I use for my nighttime endeavors. Second hand motor bikes are more expensive than you would think, and that’s not including how much work makes them usable. Throw on my consumables and you have a recipe for paycheck to paycheck.

My ambition? My driving force? My grand design? All simple. I want to make the world a better place. And I’ll do whatever it is to keep it that way. I’ve kicked a few scum bag cops, smashed up some unjust “riot control”. I’m not an anarchist in any sense of the word. I just hate authority when the authority is evil and corrupt. If the big heads in Washington DC had our best interests in mind, then I wouldn’t be back down here fighting my fight for the good people who live here. In fact, I would have never started, never seen my dad, a boot licking, proud patriot, shot to death by a couple of cops who were very much not in danger, and who got off with a paid vacation.

I’m willing to die if nobody has to experience that again.