Normally, I would post every day, at least I try to, but please forgive the momentary derail. Normally, I would bring you my impassioned view, my hook, if you will. It's the way I see the same events shaping the world today, but please forgive the derail. Normally, I'm more on track but all I can think about is this...What's next?
People are "Occupying" so many parts of the U.S. and the world that the reason(s) behind it all have become hopelessly lost. I caught a glimpse of my alma-mater occupying as well. I felt so saddened my heart could break. It wasn't that I wanted to camp out in tent city with them as I'm sure a part of me will always feel that way. To what end does walking around with signs declaring we are disfranchisemed do, say, for the actual disfranchised ?
Tomorrow, the real disfranchised will wake-up still feeling as marginalized as ever, some choosing to drown that feeling in the classic addictions: sex, drugs, alcohol or just simply delusions that the life they do not wish to lead and never found to be acceptable is just rosey now. They will remain broke as ever, given horrible living scenarios to choose from: homeless, residential living environments, section eight apartment units or living with a guardian or parent.
I had to stop and sit with this notion is all the world as Jem sings, "Do you see what I see? Why do we live like this? Is it because it's true That ignorance is bliss?"
I should clarify that this conversation first came about when a good friend of mine and I were discussing what makes some folks with disabilities make the conscience choice to live where, with whom and how we do. She lives in a campus styled idendent living center because she believes she needs that level of care and her choice respects her family's wants as well. I live in a section-eight apartment (my nose crinkles as I tell you this)... I made my choice when I had to have painful foot surgery after falling down icy stairs.
The similaries and differences I see between where we are on the track and where the "occupy movement" are do mirror one another . For one we are united in the belief that the lives we live have fallen short in some way from our hopes & dreams and yet we are unitfed on a direction of change. The occupy movement is also without clear purpose and unified leadership.
Secondly, no one wants to talk about it, everyone is circumventing the truth. For many qualified, educated, talented disabled citzens the glass ceiling is exhausting to shatter as many job interviewers of able-bodies meet us with the refrain "Oh, excuse me are you applying for services?" No one can prepare you for that kind of fight. You claw way in tooth & nail and work harder than necessary because there's always that something to prove, if only life ran on merit.
Will the disabled citzens marching now feel any differently when they learn that moreso than greed they must start to band together and having the conversation about ignorance and how to deal... Will they march knowing what so many of us know or will they forever live in the bubble in won't happen to me?
Then there are the elderly aides cases are on the rise in nursing care, whose talking to our elderly about sex? I once had to stay in a nursing home after the earlier mentioned foot surgery and a naked man with dementia wanted my bed and I couldn't walk. It took an hour before anyone answered the call button. He was tackled and restrained, but I can only imagine that aside from the usual ill-gotten care like bedsores there could be made a case a rape in nursing care.
Are the homeless marching for any of the popular social causes or are they in the way as the streets are their home... Can you imagine how many homeless, hungry people the marchers, the tent cities could feed? Have they offered?
So many colleges are taking part in something that they have not yet experienced. It made me sick when I read the forgive student loan debt sign held by a member of my alma-mater, they didn't even even look old enough to graduate. Please students go back to class! You are so far from being disenfranchised, I know you are young and felt and wanted to belong.
Then BAM there was "occupation." You, students, are so entitled please stop complaing. Please feed the hungry, clothe the homeless, work at a shelter or be a nurse or doctor or social worker... promote change, but please stop "occupying" -- you DON'T speak for me.
Stop the train, I wanna get off.
I'd love to