Photo says it all.
THANKS DPW, THANKS A FUCKLOAD. JUST A GIMP TRYING TO VOTE, NOTHING IMPORTANT...
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THANKS DPW, THANKS A FUCKLOAD. JUST A GIMP TRYING TO VOTE, NOTHING IMPORTANT...
Oh yes. Do keep on deciding what's best for us, dear.
State Rep Kathi-Ann Reinstein of MA (where I reside) has introduced a bill which contains in part:
Whoever, either with knowledge that a person is a child under eighteen years of age, an elder or a person with a disability, or while in possession of such facts that he should have reason to know that such person is a child under eighteen years of age, an elder or a person with a disability and with lascivious intent, hires, coerces, solicits or entices, employs, procures, uses, causes, encourages, or knowingly permits such child, elder or person with a disability to pose or be exhibited in a state of nudity, for the purpose of representation or reproduction in any visual material, shall be punished by imprisonment in the state prison for a term of not less than ten nor more than twenty years, or by a fine of not less than ten thousand nor more than fifty thousand dollars, or by both such fine and imprisonment.
It's meant to "protect" elderly and disabled from abuse. She is attaching it to a bill against CHILD PORN.
Give me a goddamned break.
This woman is equating the so-called "exploitation" of CONSENTING elderly and disabled folks with child pornography, and removing the CHOICE any of us have, whether disabled or simply over the age of 60, to be photographed nude for whatever purpose, not just erotic.
Addendum: This is so blatantly unconstitutional that I don't believe it has a chance of actually passing, which leads me to be even more pissed off: by doing this, she's turning around and exploiting us to make herself look like a concerned do-gooder just watching out for TEH PEOPLE so she can get more votes.
Write Miss Reinstein here.
http://www.mass.gov/legis/member/k…
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Whoever, either with knowledge that a person is a child under eighteen years of age, an elder or a person with a disability, or while in possession of such facts that he should have reason to know that such person is a child under eighteen years of age, an elder or a person with a disability and with lascivious intent, hires, coerces, solicits or entices, employs, procures, uses, causes, encourages, or knowingly permits such child, elder or person with a disability to pose or be exhibited in a state of nudity, for the purpose of representation or reproduction in any visual material, shall be punished by imprisonment in the state prison for a term of not less than ten nor more than twenty years, or by a fine of not less than ten thousand nor more than fifty thousand dollars, or by both such fine and imprisonment.
It's meant to "protect" elderly and disabled from abuse. She is attaching it to a bill against CHILD PORN.
Give me a goddamned break.
This woman is equating the so-called "exploitation" of CONSENTING elderly and disabled folks with child pornography, and removing the CHOICE any of us have, whether disabled or simply over the age of 60, to be photographed nude for whatever purpose, not just erotic.
Addendum: This is so blatantly unconstitutional that I don't believe it has a chance of actually passing, which leads me to be even more pissed off: by doing this, she's turning around and exploiting us to make herself look like a concerned do-gooder just watching out for TEH PEOPLE so she can get more votes.
Write Miss Reinstein here.
http://www.mass.gov/legis/member/k…
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transgender and disabled rage
thanks, my gender clinic. i *know* i'm sooooo lucky to have you approve my hormone regimen. because we aaaalllll knoooow you would *never* gatekeep based on disability. the 'proof' is that you prescribe hormones to people with AIDS and mental health issues.
but why do you make it so impossible for *me* to see you to get said hormones? why do you always drag your feet, make me wait extra when it's clear you're just stalling, give me conflicting info about what i need to do, and giving downright ignorant information about my *own* disability, while making me jump through an extra hoop just to get a hormone refill, when there is no medically sound reason for making me get extra blood tests other than a vague suggestion (which is not based on science)?
oh, you're worried about liability? you're concerned that i have the brain power to know what i'm doing? these things you *won' t* directly come out and say, but your change of tone, voice and body language makes it all too clear. that's funny, you didn't treat me like that until i told you i had CP. then, suddenly your face went white and you became angry, as if that fact would change anything about my desire and ability to transition.
well, keep it up... and i'll sue your asses because *of course* i've all the time in the world. not.
bastages!!!!
but why do you make it so impossible for *me* to see you to get said hormones? why do you always drag your feet, make me wait extra when it's clear you're just stalling, give me conflicting info about what i need to do, and giving downright ignorant information about my *own* disability, while making me jump through an extra hoop just to get a hormone refill, when there is no medically sound reason for making me get extra blood tests other than a vague suggestion (which is not based on science)?
oh, you're worried about liability? you're concerned that i have the brain power to know what i'm doing? these things you *won' t* directly come out and say, but your change of tone, voice and body language makes it all too clear. that's funny, you didn't treat me like that until i told you i had CP. then, suddenly your face went white and you became angry, as if that fact would change anything about my desire and ability to transition.
well, keep it up... and i'll sue your asses because *of course* i've all the time in the world. not.
bastages!!!!
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Being HoH or deaf, does not mean that you're stupid, thank you.
Please to be forgetting that stereotype.
Please to be forgetting that stereotype.
Public Service Announcement
To Whom It May Concern:
Do not invite me somewhere awesome and then arrive to pick me up in a vehicle I am completely unable to get in to because it's freaking three feet off the ground. You suck.
Thank you,
The Management
Do not invite me somewhere awesome and then arrive to pick me up in a vehicle I am completely unable to get in to because it's freaking three feet off the ground. You suck.
Thank you,
The Management
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Dear Random Asshole,
I said, "Hmm, I'm a little iffy as to whether deafness is a disability or not, but..." in response to a question about whether or not our disabilities affect our lives.
The correct response is NOT to say "it is."
I curse myself for trying to engage in a conversation with you. Instead of saying, "Well, in certain contexts, such as the hearing community, deafness can be seen as a disability. But personally, I don't think it is a disability" I should've ignored you.
However, given that I responded to you, the correct response is NOT to say, "You're trapped in a delusional world. You can't surround yourself with other disabled people and make up a fantasy world in which everything is perfect."
Where do I start with your idiocy?
-I am mainstreamed. I go to a hearing college. Every single one of my friends is a hearing person, except for my hard-of-hearing girlfriend. Who, by the way, experiences life differently than I do. HOH =/= deafness.
-When I asked you if you knew the difference between deaf and Deaf people, you said that it was a "made-up difference, like 'womyn.'" No, it's not. It's central to the main point I was making and, by ignoring that difference, I will not interact with you any more.
-When I linked you to an article that explains why some disabilities are a result of one's cultural setting rather than anything "wrong" with the "disabled" individual, you didn't read it and told me that I shouldn't take any one book for truth. Pffft.
-My difficulty in defining my deafness as a disability is NOT what you were thinking. I don't exactly fit in with the hearing or Deaf world, but I fit in better with the Deaf world, given a few weeks to brush up on my ASL. However, I value my hearing friends and wouldn't give them up. I have the ability to move about in the hearing world, and by doing so, I say, "I'm disabled" to the college's access coordinator so that I can get ASL or captioning for my classes. But sitting in my room alone, I'm not disabled because I would rather not have my cochlear implant on.
Most importantly?
-YOU DO NOT DEFINE MY WORLD. I have my experiences. You have yours. Do not assume that the world is the same experience for everybody in the whole entire wide world.
No love,
DJ
PS: To the person with fibromyalgia, I don't understand why you supported this asshole and snarked, "wow, DJ, you are proof that disabled people are biased, too." If the situation were reversed... well. I don't claim to know anything about fibromyalgia, therefore, I don't try to define the world of someone with it -- hence, I wouldn't tell somebody with fibromyalgia that she is being an opinionated asshole if she stood up for her personhood against an able-bodied bigot.
Edit to add: This is my first post here. Let me know if I need to LJ-cut this.
I said, "Hmm, I'm a little iffy as to whether deafness is a disability or not, but..." in response to a question about whether or not our disabilities affect our lives.
The correct response is NOT to say "it is."
I curse myself for trying to engage in a conversation with you. Instead of saying, "Well, in certain contexts, such as the hearing community, deafness can be seen as a disability. But personally, I don't think it is a disability" I should've ignored you.
However, given that I responded to you, the correct response is NOT to say, "You're trapped in a delusional world. You can't surround yourself with other disabled people and make up a fantasy world in which everything is perfect."
Where do I start with your idiocy?
-I am mainstreamed. I go to a hearing college. Every single one of my friends is a hearing person, except for my hard-of-hearing girlfriend. Who, by the way, experiences life differently than I do. HOH =/= deafness.
-When I asked you if you knew the difference between deaf and Deaf people, you said that it was a "made-up difference, like 'womyn.'" No, it's not. It's central to the main point I was making and, by ignoring that difference, I will not interact with you any more.
-When I linked you to an article that explains why some disabilities are a result of one's cultural setting rather than anything "wrong" with the "disabled" individual, you didn't read it and told me that I shouldn't take any one book for truth. Pffft.
-My difficulty in defining my deafness as a disability is NOT what you were thinking. I don't exactly fit in with the hearing or Deaf world, but I fit in better with the Deaf world, given a few weeks to brush up on my ASL. However, I value my hearing friends and wouldn't give them up. I have the ability to move about in the hearing world, and by doing so, I say, "I'm disabled" to the college's access coordinator so that I can get ASL or captioning for my classes. But sitting in my room alone, I'm not disabled because I would rather not have my cochlear implant on.
Most importantly?
-YOU DO NOT DEFINE MY WORLD. I have my experiences. You have yours. Do not assume that the world is the same experience for everybody in the whole entire wide world.
No love,
DJ
PS: To the person with fibromyalgia, I don't understand why you supported this asshole and snarked, "wow, DJ, you are proof that disabled people are biased, too." If the situation were reversed... well. I don't claim to know anything about fibromyalgia, therefore, I don't try to define the world of someone with it -- hence, I wouldn't tell somebody with fibromyalgia that she is being an opinionated asshole if she stood up for her personhood against an able-bodied bigot.
Edit to add: This is my first post here. Let me know if I need to LJ-cut this.
Bus Drama
First post here. Hope my venting is sufficiently exasperated.
Oh there's always drama on the public transit. Always. Something absolutely absurd always happens. Usually I'm just a spectator. Today I, apparently, was the absolutely absurd occurrence.
So the bus was crowded. The bus is always freakin' crowded. It's the bus. If the bus wasn't crowded at all, well, then I might sit down. But a bus like that, at the time of day I was traveling, would be pretty much impossible. So every seat was filled. Not just the seats with the stickers that are near the door - all the seats. Which is fine. Like I said, that's how the bus usually is. If I couldn't deal with a crowded bus, I would call a cab or something. Which I didn't. Meaning I can handle the bus. Specifically, I can ride the bus standing. Just like the other commuters.
No, it's not easy, but neither is trying to stand up from a seat on the bus when the bus is either still moving, or people are moving all around me, and not moving out of my way so I can get to the door. If I can pull it off, I'd rather stand near the door than sit down. Leave the seats for the people who need them, the old people who aren't strong enough to hang onto the rail, the people who have poor balance, whatever, if you need the seat, sit in it. I'm fine standing.
So Mr. Social Commentary was on my bus today, loudly scolding the people who were sitting down for not getting up for me, and TOTALLY IGNORING the fact that I said, repeatedly, that it was easier for me to stand. I mean, his ravings were on par with that of the guy on the corner with the "end is near" sign or something. Ok, very good, you can see that I walk with crutches. Very observant. You know, sometimes people are so absorbed in their own lives that they miss that detail. But look just a little closer, please, or perhaps LISTEN to me, and notice that I am perfectly fine standing! If I needed a seat, I would have asked for one myself (or, more likely, called a cab...). I can talk, you know. Or, wait, you don't know, because you're not listening to me, because you're talking over me.
PERFECT start to my day. Really. Wish I could begin every day just like that
Oh there's always drama on the public transit. Always. Something absolutely absurd always happens. Usually I'm just a spectator. Today I, apparently, was the absolutely absurd occurrence.
So the bus was crowded. The bus is always freakin' crowded. It's the bus. If the bus wasn't crowded at all, well, then I might sit down. But a bus like that, at the time of day I was traveling, would be pretty much impossible. So every seat was filled. Not just the seats with the stickers that are near the door - all the seats. Which is fine. Like I said, that's how the bus usually is. If I couldn't deal with a crowded bus, I would call a cab or something. Which I didn't. Meaning I can handle the bus. Specifically, I can ride the bus standing. Just like the other commuters.
No, it's not easy, but neither is trying to stand up from a seat on the bus when the bus is either still moving, or people are moving all around me, and not moving out of my way so I can get to the door. If I can pull it off, I'd rather stand near the door than sit down. Leave the seats for the people who need them, the old people who aren't strong enough to hang onto the rail, the people who have poor balance, whatever, if you need the seat, sit in it. I'm fine standing.
So Mr. Social Commentary was on my bus today, loudly scolding the people who were sitting down for not getting up for me, and TOTALLY IGNORING the fact that I said, repeatedly, that it was easier for me to stand. I mean, his ravings were on par with that of the guy on the corner with the "end is near" sign or something. Ok, very good, you can see that I walk with crutches. Very observant. You know, sometimes people are so absorbed in their own lives that they miss that detail. But look just a little closer, please, or perhaps LISTEN to me, and notice that I am perfectly fine standing! If I needed a seat, I would have asked for one myself (or, more likely, called a cab...). I can talk, you know. Or, wait, you don't know, because you're not listening to me, because you're talking over me.
PERFECT start to my day. Really. Wish I could begin every day just like that
The fucktard is strong in you
We live in a small apartment block. There is a gate across the car park that gets closed at night, so we have to take a small side gate to get in.
Today, someone decided it'd be nice and smart to pack right across the gate, diagonally, so that nobody can get past their car without climbing up and sliding across the front.
Lovely. Charming. A task that even someone fairly able-bodied like me wouldn't find too easy with shopping bags. You can imagine my delight that my wife, who walks with a stick and cannot take any weight on her right knee, had some trouble with this. Especially since she was carrying shopping bags.
Tonight, we left them a polite letter. I did not key their car simply by virtue of the fact that we share the parking with a bank, and somehow, I think the guy that drives the batmobile parked behind said bank would probably count as a very credible witness.
Next time, their paintwork is going to be unsalvageable.
I am more than a little protective of my wife. I hate seeing her in pain, and to have someone cause it so carelessly? This injury has damaged her independence severely enough as it is without asstards like that making it worse.
To say I'm angry is a very big understatement.
Today, someone decided it'd be nice and smart to pack right across the gate, diagonally, so that nobody can get past their car without climbing up and sliding across the front.
Lovely. Charming. A task that even someone fairly able-bodied like me wouldn't find too easy with shopping bags. You can imagine my delight that my wife, who walks with a stick and cannot take any weight on her right knee, had some trouble with this. Especially since she was carrying shopping bags.
Tonight, we left them a polite letter. I did not key their car simply by virtue of the fact that we share the parking with a bank, and somehow, I think the guy that drives the batmobile parked behind said bank would probably count as a very credible witness.
Next time, their paintwork is going to be unsalvageable.
I am more than a little protective of my wife. I hate seeing her in pain, and to have someone cause it so carelessly? This injury has damaged her independence severely enough as it is without asstards like that making it worse.
To say I'm angry is a very big understatement.
Police Suspended for Wheelchair Dumping
TAMPA, Fla. — Four Hillsborough County sheriff's deputies have been suspended after purposely tipping a quadriplegic man out of his wheelchair at a jail, authorities said Tuesday. Link
I'm sick of assholes who think that it is ok & acceptable behavior to do whatever the hell they want to someone who is disabled. That people just let these things happen makes me sick. Whyy did these cops only get suspended?
I'm sick of assholes who think that it is ok & acceptable behavior to do whatever the hell they want to someone who is disabled. That people just let these things happen makes me sick. Whyy did these cops only get suspended?
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Man, I have a lot of rants lately. It must be the time for it.
I stall as long as I have to before going to the store for food and stuff because of the pain and everything. It's just me so if I don't go out and shop, I don't eat. I get to the store and my hips hurt so bad I opt for the automated cart. I just recently started using them when the guy at wal-mart felt so bad for me limping about he pretty much forced me into the chair of the buggy. You don't realise how much pain your putting yourself through because in your head you can walk fine so why do I need a buggy? when in truth your in pain and very much need it. So I finnally admited I need them. One was free at the store today so I used it and putted around the store. I heard one little girl tell her mommy how pretty I was after I passed by and an elderly lady was nice to me when we had to get around each other so I was thinking maybe that the human race isnt as bad as it seems sometimes when dealing with the crap disabled people have to deal with on a daily basis. I should have known better.
I pull around a corner and up to a spot where I'm trying to each a can good and some teenager dives around me and litterally leans over the back of my buggy and me to get something on the bottem shelve. Normaly I grin and bare it when people lean over my wheelchair or buggy because its rude and bothers me but I rarely want to make a scene. She did say excuse me when she did it but people said I should have stood up for myself the last rant so I tried and said to her "Thats insanely rude by the way" Not in an overly hostle tone or anything. She gives me this dirty look and spouts "well if you wouldnt stop." and she proceeds to babble excuses for her behavor as she icnored me and walked back to her mother. one memorable one was "well you should get the hell out of the way" and so on so forth. I was completely taken back. maybe I should not stop and I should get the hell out of her way? When's the last time you didnt have to stop and stall a bit when getting a can good or something?
I have this rule in my world and I guess it doesnt work for other people but to me, if you wouldnt do it to someone standing up, dont do it to someone in a wheelchair or using some other mobility device. I had one friend who continually thought it was okay to try and reach around or lean over my chair to get or do what she wanted and I told her over and over not to do it because it was rude and bothered me. I'd never dive and reach around someone, not even if I said excuse me. I don't understand how people think if they say they are sorry, they can do what ever the hell they feel like it. "get the hell out of the way" nice. real nice.
The nice part of the story is the ending though. The casher was nice and helped me get my food and stuff to my car. Why he was doing that the girl who had told me to get out of the way had taken it upon herself to get one of the electric buggys like I had and was driving around the store with her little sister in her lap. The employee with me, yelled at them that the buggy was for disabled customers only and made them put it back. the horrorfied look on her face made me think that it didn't register to her when yelling at me to get out of the way that I was using the buggy because I was disabled. I'm young and don't look disabled to most people. I'm glad they got yelled at. They deserved so much more....
I stall as long as I have to before going to the store for food and stuff because of the pain and everything. It's just me so if I don't go out and shop, I don't eat. I get to the store and my hips hurt so bad I opt for the automated cart. I just recently started using them when the guy at wal-mart felt so bad for me limping about he pretty much forced me into the chair of the buggy. You don't realise how much pain your putting yourself through because in your head you can walk fine so why do I need a buggy? when in truth your in pain and very much need it. So I finnally admited I need them. One was free at the store today so I used it and putted around the store. I heard one little girl tell her mommy how pretty I was after I passed by and an elderly lady was nice to me when we had to get around each other so I was thinking maybe that the human race isnt as bad as it seems sometimes when dealing with the crap disabled people have to deal with on a daily basis. I should have known better.
I pull around a corner and up to a spot where I'm trying to each a can good and some teenager dives around me and litterally leans over the back of my buggy and me to get something on the bottem shelve. Normaly I grin and bare it when people lean over my wheelchair or buggy because its rude and bothers me but I rarely want to make a scene. She did say excuse me when she did it but people said I should have stood up for myself the last rant so I tried and said to her "Thats insanely rude by the way" Not in an overly hostle tone or anything. She gives me this dirty look and spouts "well if you wouldnt stop." and she proceeds to babble excuses for her behavor as she icnored me and walked back to her mother. one memorable one was "well you should get the hell out of the way" and so on so forth. I was completely taken back. maybe I should not stop and I should get the hell out of her way? When's the last time you didnt have to stop and stall a bit when getting a can good or something?
I have this rule in my world and I guess it doesnt work for other people but to me, if you wouldnt do it to someone standing up, dont do it to someone in a wheelchair or using some other mobility device. I had one friend who continually thought it was okay to try and reach around or lean over my chair to get or do what she wanted and I told her over and over not to do it because it was rude and bothered me. I'd never dive and reach around someone, not even if I said excuse me. I don't understand how people think if they say they are sorry, they can do what ever the hell they feel like it. "get the hell out of the way" nice. real nice.
The nice part of the story is the ending though. The casher was nice and helped me get my food and stuff to my car. Why he was doing that the girl who had told me to get out of the way had taken it upon herself to get one of the electric buggys like I had and was driving around the store with her little sister in her lap. The employee with me, yelled at them that the buggy was for disabled customers only and made them put it back. the horrorfied look on her face made me think that it didn't register to her when yelling at me to get out of the way that I was using the buggy because I was disabled. I'm young and don't look disabled to most people. I'm glad they got yelled at. They deserved so much more....
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