She lives rent free in a lot of people's heads, sadly. Probably because some of the biggest fans of her work were people seeking refuge from bigotry in their real lives by immersing themselves in a story largely about the importance of friendship and accepting oneself as well as not immediately accepting labels society might put on a person because of factors beyond their control.
So.theres this huge irony and disconnect about how she made her books highly relatable to a particular group of people but now thinks those same people don't deserve the same rights
So she identifies as old, worn out, and ready to be replaced by a newer model?
Or is it that she regards herself as little more than a “[concubine] (who are referred to as "furniture" and have no human rights and are passed from one apartment owner to the next),” as referenced in the dystopian Soylent Green?