Crip Pride!
Aug. 19th, 2008 08:05 pmI feel the need to clarify something for some people. Unfortunately, I feel the need to clarify this for people who are not on my friends list, but since this is where I rant, you all get to... er.... be clarified, even though I doubt any of you really need the clarification, such is the wisdom of my F-list!
I have Multiple Sclerosis. This is not news, I know... I talk about it here a lot. I don't, however, talk about it in person often, except to folks I know really, really well.
MS is a medical condition. It is firmly in the realm of the medical... It is a disease... It is something that is (and I use STRONG quotes here) "Wrong" with me. It is also personal, private, and just not always something I want to talk about.
I am also Disabled. I am a person with a disability. I want to point out that when I identify myself as "Disabled," I am capitalizing the "D." This is because it is an issue of identity. It is a label that defines me as a member of a community. I dare say that it is even a cultural marker, although maybe not in the strictest sense of the word. (While it's true that we Disabled folks have some social norms that are unique to our community, we don't really have a language or other markers of a true culture.)
My point here is that for me, the two are separate. Yes, my disability was caused by my medical condition, but my being Disabled is a declaration of my membership in a community.
This is important because when disability is seen in the paradigm of the medical, we get split into artificial sub-categories based on pathology and diagnoses. When it is seen as a medical issue, the direction of our community, the "Control," if you will, gets taken out of our hands and put into the hands of doctors, clinicians, social workers; people who are generally not us.
There is power in community, and there is pride. I am new to the Disabled community, yet I am not ever asked to qualify myself when I am with other Disabled folks. I am not asked what is "Wrong with me." I am welcomed and I am even learning to feel some rather strong feelings of pride around it.
But the most important part is that I am never, ever made to feel that I am NOT ABLE.
Recently, I took part in a focus group to help establish training for first responders in emergency situations such as natural disasters and the like. The very well intentioned folks for whom the focus group was set up to inform were concerned about how disabled people were handled in a recent huge drill that was done to identify areas where first responders needed training. They asked questions about how we wanted information to get to us, what "Accessibility" meant in terms of shelters, etc.... It was a wonderful, well intentioned plan to get the information from the Disabled community itself; how could they help us in an emergency situation get the life saving services we needed? It was a great experience.
And when I say things like "One thing that concerns me is that I will be safely and securely shuffled off to a shelter and taken care of," this comment is met with blank stares of confusion from non-disabled folks ( although several of the Disabled people there, who guessed where I was going had knowing smirks on their faces as if to say: "Go get 'em, Bug!").
I went on to say that I am an ASL interpreter. I have a skill that would be extremely useful in a disaster. I am concerned that I will not be allowed to participate in the relief effort because I am Disabled; that provisions will not be made to make use of our skills. We can and NEED to be able to help. THAT is what accessibility looks like.
It was later admitted to me by several good people that the thought that we, as a community, did not just need to be rescued, but that we could actually be useful was never thought of. This is what happens when Disability is seen as a medical issue and when policies regarding the accommodation of Disabled are designed by even the most well intentioned and educated able-bodied folks. Our strengths are missed.
I have Multiple Sclerosis. This is not news, I know... I talk about it here a lot. I don't, however, talk about it in person often, except to folks I know really, really well.
MS is a medical condition. It is firmly in the realm of the medical... It is a disease... It is something that is (and I use STRONG quotes here) "Wrong" with me. It is also personal, private, and just not always something I want to talk about.
I am also Disabled. I am a person with a disability. I want to point out that when I identify myself as "Disabled," I am capitalizing the "D." This is because it is an issue of identity. It is a label that defines me as a member of a community. I dare say that it is even a cultural marker, although maybe not in the strictest sense of the word. (While it's true that we Disabled folks have some social norms that are unique to our community, we don't really have a language or other markers of a true culture.)
My point here is that for me, the two are separate. Yes, my disability was caused by my medical condition, but my being Disabled is a declaration of my membership in a community.
This is important because when disability is seen in the paradigm of the medical, we get split into artificial sub-categories based on pathology and diagnoses. When it is seen as a medical issue, the direction of our community, the "Control," if you will, gets taken out of our hands and put into the hands of doctors, clinicians, social workers; people who are generally not us.
There is power in community, and there is pride. I am new to the Disabled community, yet I am not ever asked to qualify myself when I am with other Disabled folks. I am not asked what is "Wrong with me." I am welcomed and I am even learning to feel some rather strong feelings of pride around it.
But the most important part is that I am never, ever made to feel that I am NOT ABLE.
Recently, I took part in a focus group to help establish training for first responders in emergency situations such as natural disasters and the like. The very well intentioned folks for whom the focus group was set up to inform were concerned about how disabled people were handled in a recent huge drill that was done to identify areas where first responders needed training. They asked questions about how we wanted information to get to us, what "Accessibility" meant in terms of shelters, etc.... It was a wonderful, well intentioned plan to get the information from the Disabled community itself; how could they help us in an emergency situation get the life saving services we needed? It was a great experience.
And when I say things like "One thing that concerns me is that I will be safely and securely shuffled off to a shelter and taken care of," this comment is met with blank stares of confusion from non-disabled folks ( although several of the Disabled people there, who guessed where I was going had knowing smirks on their faces as if to say: "Go get 'em, Bug!").
I went on to say that I am an ASL interpreter. I have a skill that would be extremely useful in a disaster. I am concerned that I will not be allowed to participate in the relief effort because I am Disabled; that provisions will not be made to make use of our skills. We can and NEED to be able to help. THAT is what accessibility looks like.
It was later admitted to me by several good people that the thought that we, as a community, did not just need to be rescued, but that we could actually be useful was never thought of. This is what happens when Disability is seen as a medical issue and when policies regarding the accommodation of Disabled are designed by even the most well intentioned and educated able-bodied folks. Our strengths are missed.
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Date: 2008-08-20 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-20 04:03 am (UTC)Japan is behind the US here, and they were so obviously proud that wheelchairs could now be accommodated in the audience. On the stage hadn't even occurred to them.
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Date: 2008-08-20 04:09 am (UTC)I am committed to not being angry about these kinds of things, as I am sure you can relate. The intentions of these people are wonderful. But if we only look at disability as a "Small d" medical issue, and not a "Capital D" social/community issue, there is no room for educating these perfectly nice people who really want to learn.
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Date: 2008-08-20 04:54 am (UTC)Permission to point others to this post?
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Date: 2008-08-20 05:12 am (UTC)Please do point people to it.... It needs to be said...So... I will take it off the friend lock, and "Come out" as it were.
Gulp.
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Date: 2008-08-21 04:18 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-20 05:52 am (UTC)The sadness of it does not change the fact that part of what defines us as a community is something so negative as a shared experience of systematic oppression. My story, your story, they are all just a part of the collective narrative of our tribe. We cannot be studied as a sociological caste without losing the very heart and soul of us. We are not anything approaching homogenous, we are the ultimate paradox: A community made fiercely strong by our diversity. The things we share are almost all based on outsiders' reactions to us.
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Date: 2008-08-20 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-20 06:40 am (UTC)I know it is naive to think that all the oppression is from "Benign" ignorance and apathy; there is design to much of it. Still, my experience has been one of "That which brought you here, and all that came before is forgiven and forgotten. You are now one of us." I don't ever remember feeling hateful to Disabled people when I was able-bodied, but with the benefit of hindsight from the lowness of my chair, I can remember being oppressive. While I am not guilty of intentionally marginalizing, not out of an attempt to make myself comfortable or any other reason, I am guilty of ignoring, or simply not paying attention to, the needs of the Disabled community around me.
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Date: 2008-08-21 10:10 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-20 05:54 am (UTC)And like other languages, there are regional variations... here in the UK there's something called the NKS (national key scheme) in which one can obtain a RADAR key that opens the door to many disabled restrooms nationwide, which saves having to ask for a key or needing to be a patron of a particular business in order to pee (if they have a RADAR-equipped loo, that is).
I suppose one could say that jargon makes a language not, and therefore we aren't talking about culture, but rather about subculture. Either way, you rock for being an interpreter, or translator, or just fabulous you.
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Date: 2008-08-20 06:05 am (UTC)Thank you. The Linguist in me can be such a rigid bitch. LOL.
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Date: 2008-08-20 10:52 am (UTC)Oh, the stories I could tell you about her childhood! ROFL!
But I digress. You are my friend. I didn't add you out of pity, nor do I regard you as any less of a person than anybody else. You're sexy, you're witty, and you're cool. I would gladly do whatever I needed to, becasue you're my friend, plain and simple :) And I WOULD like to learn ASL! (my aunt taught me all the bad words....)
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Date: 2008-08-20 10:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-20 11:07 pm (UTC)hi
Date: 2008-08-20 10:37 pm (UTC)Re: hi
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Date: 2008-08-21 04:47 pm (UTC)I was pointed here by
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Date: 2008-08-22 03:10 am (UTC)And... Umm.. Forgive my ignorance, but what's a "Worldcon?"
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Date: 2008-08-21 05:09 pm (UTC)I am very into what you say here, especially as it came up directly with me on Tuesday at a legislative hearing regarding autism policy in OR. I was there mainly to point out the committee's past, current, and future lack of inclusion of actual autistic people in their work, especially glaring as parents of autistics were included, but not any actual autistic people. Someone afterwards stated to me, "Understand that those parents have other skills that make them valuable to a board" (or something along those lines). This was totally missing the point that many autistic people have other skills that make them valuable to a board as well. Why was there an assumption otherwise? And how do we change that assumption? (answers not expected as those are very complex questions)
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Date: 2008-08-21 05:36 pm (UTC)The fact that is missed so often is that no matter how many ramps and curb cuts are installed, no matter how many Braille signs are put up, no matter how many ASL interpreters are provided, we as a community and as individuals will ALWAYS be the ones removing the majority of the barriers in our lives. When the worst of the barriers is people's attitudes and assumptions, the burden of overcoming them has to be ours, afterall, who else can tell them our stories? But when they refuse to listen to us, we cannot hope to work with them, and instead, we have to fight. We can only extend the olive branch for so long before their ignoring it necissitates our beating them with it. *grin*
Thank you for your post. Thank you for your comment here.