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Category Archives: Politics
Relationships with Abled Allies Sometimes Feels like Dating F–kBois: All About Them
We have to admit that when we downloaded Adoring Allies, we were at a pretty low point in our political lives, we had just broken up with the tall, dark, handsome, and well-spoken man of our dreams and faced the future with pure dread. I mean, look at the prospects! Our relationship with our ex … Continue reading
“Stamina” and Disabled Unemployment
During the 2016 political season, disability has become one of the main talking points for voters. And, while I detest disability being used almost like political contraception, it is nice to have some representation taking the main stage in what has become a toxic series of lies and fear mongering. It started with Donald … Continue reading
Come on Crips, Let’s Get in Formation: #CripTheVote
The word “cripple” evokes many a negative connotation, but considering it is probably the least objectionable thing said during the course of an election in which a presidential candidate regularly insults minorities including the disabled, it’s time to use what we’ve got: shock value. The debate going on about the tag is irrelevant compared to … Continue reading
Anti-Vaxxers, Gun Violence and the Threat of Disability
There is a far greater correlation between disability and gun violence than there is between vaccines and disabilities. So why are people not frightened enough to push for gun reform? Continue reading
Please Excuse My Metal Appendage
I am constantly stepping on people’s feet. Even after 15 years, I sometimes put one of my crutches down and think to myself, “the ground is awfully squishy today.” I don’t mean to, but think about all of the things I have to think about when I’m in public: I have to watch what’s coming, what’s … Continue reading
Truly ABLE?
I love New York. Not in a “sing my way down Broadway” sort of way, but in getting lost down the side street maze sort of way. I love the grit that the ever pressing force of gentrification seems to be pushing out; but more importantly, I feel absolutely anonymous when I am in the … Continue reading
