Grant yourself the permission and power to speak up about your experience and inform others. This kind of corruption thrives on silence.
I have done ridiculous and radical things to stay open. Thrown food. Pushed. Slapped. Sobbed. Stuffed Twinkies in my mouth with a stranger at midnight.
I realized this is what I love most... tuning into the tucked-away things that are actually often the most real things in the room.