Adaptive cars need room on the right side to let the disabled person exit so when there is no available parking with a ramp on the right side we sometimes have to park like this.
Eat a bag of dicks, asshole.
Able bodied people seriously make me want to punch someone in the throat sometimes
I routinely park like this (except with the car off to the other side) so I can actually get out of my car with my crutches. Clearly someone wasn’t using their thinking cap when they made this picture.
I’m putting together a care package for them and although I’ve already told them how amazing and caring you all have been I was thinking maybe something more personal?
Send me your personal messages for them and I will print up a letter from you.
I’ll take messages of any length through 4/9.
Unless you want to identified by your Tumblr ID please let me know who I should say it is from.
I shouldn’t have to add this, but I will…no hateful messages will be accepted.
I am so stunned and saddened to hear this news. I find fuckthedisabled to be funny, clever (what an awesome pun tumblr name), and spot on. A real warrior in the battle for justice. We need people like that who are able to honestly and fully answer questions and educate ignorance in whatever tiny inches of progress are possible. All my thoughts and all my best wishes are with fuckthedisabled. I feel like my opinion (as a non-disabled person) means nothing to them, but I continue to care and appreciate being challenged. fuckthedisabled, your voice is desperately needed in this world.
This is floating around my Facebook wall at the moment, and I thought I’d share it with you all. I’m assuming the photo was taken by Alex’s (the boy in the wheelchair) mother, and she wrote this to accompany it:
I don’t normally vent on here but I have to say something about how Alex was treated at his chorus concert tonight. First of all for those of you that don’t know Alex has Cerebral Palsy and is in a wheel chair. I try to make sure that he is included in activities at school like chorus, and he love’s it and gets so excited when he gets to go to special events. Tonight we go to a special event including several other schools where the kids all sing with their class’s. So first we get there and their is no access for him to sit with his class mates because it is in the old gym and their is no wheel chair access. Then they call his school up to sing so Alex wheels his self up to the portable risers and waits on the side for Mr Graffstead to come and position him with the rest of the class…Well he never does!!! Next thing I know is the class starts singing and Alex is all by him self on the side of the risers like a spectator! The teacher has not even acknowledged him as part of the chorus…at this point I am soo mad that I can’t see straight, if I thought that Alex wouldn’t have been embarrassed I would have taken matters into my own hands.. But being the mother I am I don’t want him to feel any different than the other kids…HA!!! SO they get finished and the teacher rises his hands and motions to the other children like here is the chorus and thank you…all the while Alex is by him self not even treated like he belongs!! I am soo mad at how the teacher didn’t even think of Alex. As the teacher walks over my anger finally overtakes me and I walk up to Mr Grafstead and tell him that I have a big problem in the way he conducted the chorus and that he and the school will be hearing from me. I am attaching a photo so everyone can see just how isolated he was from the others… This is truly a travesty for the school system , I thought that my child was being treated equally all this time and he was not. Please think of all the kids and adults out there that deal with this kind of indifference. My heart is broken up over this and i hope I never have to witness this kind of neglect again!
I honestly cried reading/looking at the picture. This is absolutely unacceptable.
I am in tears after reading this.
I had hoped things were better since I was in school.
I recently wrote a little about my sexuality. Here’s more.
I’ve basically only had relationships with two people. Two and a quarter, maybe, if you count this weird long-distance thing that briefly happened that I can’t quickly describe. But really two.
The first one, happened when I was young….
I really relate to some of this, and really don’t relate to other bits. The stuff about genitals only being one small part of hir sexuality and just being with someone in what most people would consider non-sexual ways being just as or more amazing than “sex” itself… absolutely yes (although I probably wouldn’t put it in terms as “romantic” as this). But the thing about sexual attraction being gender-based is totally alien to me - I don’t presume that I even *know* someone’s gender, and even when they tell me I tend to feel like it still doesn’t tell me very much that’s meaningful about that person. My physical attraction is (by definition?) body-type/physical-appearance based (defining the set of “people who I would like to do physically sexual things with”), and my emotional attraction is personality-based (defining the set of “people who I would like to be friends with”), and the set of “people I would like to have an ongoing physically intimate relationship with” is pretty much the intersection of the two.
The last line - “my identification as a lesbian despite not having a gender myself, should be filed under “in the real world, this is the most practical label for me”, nothing more.” - is or was completely true of me though… except that in the last year or so I have found myself more physically attracted to more male-bodied and/or male-identified people (although female-bodied people still make up the great majority of who I’m attracted to), so I am wondering whether “lesbian” still really fits. I think the sexual/relationship norms of the “lesbian world” still seem to make sense to me better than those of any other sexual community I know of though.
Sexuality and attraction is so extremely complex. The older I get the more the lines blur. We seem to create arbitrary groupings of people, yet in real life attraction and desire is so much more fluid and difficult to predict.
I haven’t won anything in years! I have been waiting for Accessible Love Stories to come out since the call for submissions… I wanted to submit something myself, but I didn’t really have the time to write anything. I can’t wait to read it. Thanks gimpunk!