If disability was thought about known in a positive way, it would be like I was thought about and known. It wouldn’t be like now, when people question your right to exist so often that you start to question it yourself. My existence would be valid. I would be valid.
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Picture of me in my wheelchair on an ice rink with the words “still not a fucking vegetable” above my head.
I originally made a more complicated one but then I saved it incorrectly and then when I started over again I realized I could boil it down to ‘I’m not a fucking vegetable’. Before anyone flips out on me about how it’s “just a joke” let me say, I know you think it’s just a joke.
But this joke? It’s rooted in the idea that disabled people are incapable of absolutely anything. The idea is that we aren’t anything more than a squash or a zucchini. That we can’t think for ourselves, that we can’t have opinions or we can’t go places or enjoy life.
It’s disgusting and wrong. It creates controversy where there should be none. For an instance, this picture was taken at an ice rink where I was told I should leave because people didn’t think I was capable of moving and stopping my wheelchair on my own. Sure, I can’t walk on my own. But I can move with help from my beloved Tara. (Yes, I named my wheelchair)
This “joke” sets forth the idea that disabled people are better off dead. We’re not worth saving. We’re not worth alive. We’re just a burden on society. And that’s a bunch of bullshit.
It’s not just a joke. It’s offensive, derogatory, discriminatory, ableist shit. And as human beings, we deserve better.
So much love for this.
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» I Can't Support Assisted Suicide Until the Right to Live is Equally Valued
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Shameless: The ART of Disability (2006)
Art and activism are the starting point for a funny and intimate portrait of five surprising individuals with diverse disabilities. Packed with humour and raw energy, this film follows the gang of five from B.C. to Nova Scotia as they create and present their own images of their disabilities.
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» Jenny McCarthy Body Count
This is why I get so fucking angry when she shows up on my Tumblr radar
THIS.
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To the teachers who say I’m struggling with school despite getting As and Bs,
To the prof who said my future is questionable in the field I’m studying because of my disability and should consider not pursuing it,
FUCK YOU, I AM ON THE DEAN’S HONOUR LIST.
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» News article where people explain things that have been said to them because of their disability
Seriously read it. Makes me so mad at the world.
People being told they shouldn’t have been born because they’re disabled
Even police officers telling people they’re no use because they’re blind and cant give descriptions of the people that mugged them.
I tweeted some of my own examples. Pretty raw subject this week.
why the fuck does this not have more notes?
Wow, this is horrifying.
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Also that same professor said that we’re being graded on our participation in the seminar part of the course, which includes talking in class because “everyone can talk”
Except, that’s bullshit.
Not everyone is verbal. Not everyone is verbal consistently. Not everyone feels comfortable talking in class.
And just…..
no.
also, if you don’t make the class a safe space, you can’t expect full participation from everyone.
This is what I have to deal with in every class. Profs who will not accomodate me thus making me feel unsafe in class. The “but everyone can do it” assumption makes me so upset and frustrated. I’m going to have to deal with this again in 2 new classes, one with the prof from last semester that said I should switch majors because I am going to do horrible despite me getting As and Bs.
I want to cry now.
Oh no, you have to take a class with that same prof again? That’s awful!
Also, you shouldn’t switch majors. Your prof is full of shit and you’re great at what you do!
I hate un accommodating profs. I already have 2, and it’s always so much stress when I have a new class, what will my new prof be like. And every time they stress participation grades I want to cry. IF I can actually find the spoons for this class it might be okay, but, I never have the spoons. At least my other class is online and disability studies, so hopefully that doesn’t get fucked up.
What about your other prof? Also bad or can you get any accommodations there?
And if anyone in my disability studies class says it must be easier to be a student with disabilities, holy fuck will they be happy it’s an online class and I can’t punch them in the face in class. ’cause I likely would. It fucking isn’t. This hard, ok. Really hard sometimes.
Having a class with the new prof tomorrow and yeah I have to take another class with the same ableist prof as before. I really can’t stand her and I can’t deal with this anymore.
I don’t know how I feel about filing a complaint for discrimination either because of the stress and I won’t be able to do it until I’m out of her class because she plays favorites.
I am going to go cry now.
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Also that same professor said that we’re being graded on our participation in the seminar part of the course, which includes talking in class because “everyone can talk”
Except, that’s bullshit.
Not everyone is verbal. Not everyone is verbal consistently. Not everyone feels comfortable talking in class.
And just…..
no.
also, if you don’t make the class a safe space, you can’t expect full participation from everyone.
This is what I have to deal with in every class. Profs who will not accomodate me thus making me feel unsafe in class. The “but everyone can do it” assumption makes me so upset and frustrated. I’m going to have to deal with this again in 2 new classes, one with the prof from last semester that said I should switch majors because I am going to do horrible despite me getting As and Bs.
I want to cry now.
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According to my Mom, missing things due to my disabilities = laziness
she can go fuck herself
