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So, about all the disability rants I've been posting, this year.
I've ranted a bit, now and than, randomly, about discrimination against the disabled, ever since I started this LJ, back when my user's name was "Pomeroyschild." As a matter of fact, I vented about well-meaning bigotry in my first post-midnight entry here: Well, it happened again (so it shows up as being on my second day here, but it was still in my first wake-sleep cycle -- you know how it is).
But this year, the same sorts of "minor annoyances" that I use to let roll off my back and then forget about, have been really bothering me, as when I casually scratch a mild itch, and open up a tiny spider bite into a huge-attention-swallowing-and-spreading rash that I have to bite my lip to keep from scratching again. I think it all started after seeing Dick Cheney in wheelchair at Obama's Inauguration, and I did some web-surfing to see if anyone else noted the irony that he was in an E&J chair. And I came upon a few very eloquent and impassioned essays about the indignity he was forced to endure. And once it was pointed out to me, I saw it everywhere, and it bothered me -- as a fish living in water all her life might not even be consciously aware of the pollution she's breathing in until a migrating fish points it out.
Anyway, in reading these other blogs, I came across this logo:

And, though following a link that
spiralsheep sent me last night, I learned that there is an annual Blogging Against Disablism Day on May 1st.
So, I woke up this morning thinking that maybe I should sign up, and write one more new, fresh, non-recycled post on the subject as a sort of Beltane fire cleansing ritual, and then put a bandaid over the spider bite and not scratch it again until next year. What do you think?
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But this year, the same sorts of "minor annoyances" that I use to let roll off my back and then forget about, have been really bothering me, as when I casually scratch a mild itch, and open up a tiny spider bite into a huge-attention-swallowing-and-spreading rash that I have to bite my lip to keep from scratching again. I think it all started after seeing Dick Cheney in wheelchair at Obama's Inauguration, and I did some web-surfing to see if anyone else noted the irony that he was in an E&J chair. And I came upon a few very eloquent and impassioned essays about the indignity he was forced to endure. And once it was pointed out to me, I saw it everywhere, and it bothered me -- as a fish living in water all her life might not even be consciously aware of the pollution she's breathing in until a migrating fish points it out.
Anyway, in reading these other blogs, I came across this logo:

And, though following a link that
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So, I woke up this morning thinking that maybe I should sign up, and write one more new, fresh, non-recycled post on the subject as a sort of Beltane fire cleansing ritual, and then put a bandaid over the spider bite and not scratch it again until next year. What do you think?
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Well, I was on the verge of commenting something curious, well-meaning and not-necessarily-borderline insensitive yesterday or the day before; so I voted yes but keep writing here, choosing to be content (because that's the bit I wasn't grokking), and me too (but it couldn't hurt to remind me the day before).
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Whenever I've blogged about it myself folks thank me because they just haven't thought of what I'm writing about. I think it's really helpful for people, of not also cathartic for ones' self.
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