Saturday, 15 January 2011

Non-Disabled Sales Personnel

Alison and I have ordered a new Wheelchair Accessible Vehicle. We are totally realistic about our impairments and how our medical conditions might develop over the foreseeable future. It will have to last us five years so it has to accommodate both our access needs. We've spend the past year researching which vehicle suits us best. We've had a number of demonstrations and looked at a number of lifts, hoists etc. We are both professional disabled people and have in the past worked as advisors on disability related issues. We really are the experts on our own situations.
Why therefore do non-disabled sales people still persist in telling us what they think we need?
It is totally annoying and I comprehend how we constantly come across disabled people who are less aware or empowered than we are who are sold expensive gear that does not meet their needs.

Saturday, 20 November 2010

I first met a guy called Michael Jeewa in the early 1990s who was a refugee from the Burmese regime and he told me some of the things that the regime were doing.  The imprisonment of Suu Kyi was one thing, but that I reproduce below from the Independent  is just evil.


Patients face eviction after Suu Kyi visit

Associated Press
Saturday, 20 November 2010
Burma's government ordered more than 80 people at a shelter for patients with HIV and Aids to leave after a visit by newly-freed democracy leader Aung San Suu Kyi, the centre's organisers said today.
Suu Kyi, released a week ago from seven years under house arrest, visited the shelter on the outskirts of Rangoon on Wednesday, promising to provide it with badly needed medicines. She also addressed a crowd of more than 600 who came to see her.
A day after her visit, government officials told patients they would have to leave by next week or face legal action because the centre's permit was not being renewed, said Phyu Phyu Thin, a pro-democracy activist who founded the operation.
By law, home owners must seek government permission every two weeks to allow visitors to stay overnight.
"We have been allowed to renew our resident permits in the past. I think authorities want to pressure us because of aunty's (Suu Kyi's) visit to the shelter," said Zeyar, a member of Suu Kyi's officially disbanded political party and one of the organisers of the shelter. Zeyar uses only one name.
The military regime had kept Suu Kyi, a Nobel Peace Prize laureate, under detention for more than 15 of the last 21 years, and her release last weekend drew thousands of cheering supporters into the streets.
Suu Kyi has since called for a "peaceful revolution" to bring democracy to Burma but has made it clear she is seeking dialogue with the ruling generals.
The shelter, which includes a small wooden house and a two-storey building of wood and thatch walls, currently accommodates 82 patients including young children, offering them housing, food, medicine and educational opportunities. Zeyar said health authorities offered today to move the patients to their own HIV centre.
"The patients have the right to make their own choice. The pressure by local authorities has made our patients very sad, which will adversely affect their health," he said.
In a separate incident, the popular Burma-language sports publication First Eleven was ordered to close down for two weeks, an editor said, as punishment for a front page headline on a football story that read: "Sunderland Freeze Chelsea United Stunned By Villa & Arsenal Advance To Grab Their Hope."
Some letters in the headline were shaded a different colour from the rest, meaning it could have been read as "Su Free, Unite & Advance To Grab The Hope."

Friday, 22 October 2010

New Car

Well guys, it is that time that comes around every 3 to 5 years when it is time to choose our new car on the Motability Scheme.
Whereas I love looking at shiny new broom-brooms I really hate those condescending slimy turds who sell them. 
They can see that you are disabled and assume that you know sweet fuck all about the car in the showroom. 
In reality I have done many months research before I even step foot in the showroom.  I know exactly what the car does and which adaptions I need to install.
“Can I have a test-drive in an automatic model?”  reply is inevitably; “Sorry sir, we only have a manual demonstrator.”  Annoyance.   Why do they bother to be Motability dealers if they cannot give disabled drivers a test drive?
I want a test drive in a Ford Galaxy, can I get an automatic one to test.  No!  Why?  I went across the road to the Vauxahll dealer.  Can I get a demonstration in an Insignia automatic.  No!
I’ve got money to spend, for fucks sake and Alison and I have to live with the car for at least the next 3 to 5 years.  We want to make sure it is right for us.  Is that unreasonable?  No.
We decided that were going to go for another wheelchair accessible vehicle.  A VW Caravelle with a Underfloor Side-Entry lift. 
Bloody Motability change the rules on couples buying vehicles using both our Mobility Allowances. Consequently we are forced to lease using one and apply for financial assistance to fund the massive five-figure deposit.  We fill in the form and send it off.
Then we get this phone call from some chinless wonder from Motability suggesting that we look at something cheaper that is totally useless to us and our lifestyle.  We would not need to go for something cheaper if they hadn’t changed the fucking rules.
I spent months researching which vehicle suits us best.   The most appropriate layout, the type of wheelchair restraint that I can operate, etc.  When are these people going to realise that we are the experts in our own situation.
They make me sick!
I feel better now that I have got that off my chest.

Tuesday, 10 August 2010

Hearing aid moulds

I hate my hearing aid moulds!  There I’ve said it.  They really are the most uncomfortable lumps of plastic in the entire universe.
So what have two lumps of plastic done to become so offensive and become the object of total inane hatred, I hear you ask?  (Well, actually I cannot coz I’ve taken the hearing aids off).
The answers are:
They are made from hard plastic and they have never fitted properly and they cause my hearing aids to whistle constantly, which is annoying in the extreme!
They don’t let your ears breathe and therefore they become sweaty and itchy all the time.  Because of this bacteria love residing in my nice, sweaty, warm lug holes and this produces the most disgusting smell.
Lastly, to crown their anti-social nature, I’ve now become allergic to the plastic that the damn things are made from. As a result I now have this burning itch in my ears all the time.  If they were people they would be given an ASBO!
I understand that I can get new Hypoallergenic (gosh that’s a big word) moulds from my local audiology clinic and have been waiting 6 months for an appointment.
I cannot wait for the day when I can take a 5lb hammer to my current ones!

Thursday, 5 August 2010

Don’t you just HATE your friends when you are skint and they send you a photograph by SMS of their holiday and to make things even worse, they’ve gone to somewhere you really love.

Wednesday, 4 August 2010

Another policy shot from the hip.  I really wish the ConDems would engage their brains before they engage their mouths. 
My grandparents moved into their new council house in 1924, which was on an estate (or scheme as it was called in Scotland) was built as part of the “Homes fit for Heroes” campaign after the First World War.  Tenants were mainly ex-service men, like my grandfather, and their new families.  My grandparents were very proud of their new home, as were their neighbours and looked after their houses and their estate.
The estate was still well looked after when my Grandfather died in 1988.
How does Camoron expect to maintain the same level of social cohesion in areas of social housing as in the example stated above, unless we continue to give social housing tenants life-long tenure over their homes? 
This new proposal will only create more social problems in these areas as tenants will not develop pride in their communities.

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Dignity in Dying (aka The Voluntary Euthanasia Society)

Dignity in Dying (aka The Voluntary Euthanasia Society) are at trying to find a new angle to bump off terminally ill and disabled people.  They obviously regard our lives as being unworthy of life.  The BBC News film has been carefully manipulated to portray Tony Nicklinson’s impairments to be as devastating as possible, which suits Dignity in Dying’s aim of legalising assisted suicide for all terminally ill and disabled people.  I for one will continue to resist.

Sunday, 18 July 2010

I am becoming agitated by the over-use of the word hero and it being applied to almost anyone.  This, I fear, devalues those who do perform truly heroic feats.

 

You barely have to turn on the television news to hear the word being over used.

 

The Oxford Dictionary defines a hero as:-

 

Hero noun (plural heroes)

 


Ø a person, typically a man, who is admired for their courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities: a war hero
Ø the chief male character in a book, play, or film, who is typically identified with good qualities, and with whom the reader is expected to sympathise
Ø (in mythology and folklore) a person of superhuman qualities and often semi-divine origin, in particular one whose exploits were the subject of ancient Greek myths

 


Are soldiers returning from Afghanistan heros?  No, of course they are not.  They are just doing a job that they signed up for.  Are their wounded comrades heros?  No, not usually.  Are the dead automatically given heroic status?  No, they shouldn’t be. 

 

 

Are disabled people heros?  No, not automatically.  This “Telethon Heroism” was invented as a money-raising tool and has been over used and again this over use diminishes the achievements of the few who certainly do act heroically. 

 

Are sports men and women Heros?  NO!

 

The true heros are the few who performed some form of extraordinary feat.  Those who are truly heroic are usually extremely modest about it.   

 

I really think it is about time that we restored the word “hero” to its true meaning.

Thursday, 15 July 2010

BBC News - Squat toilets in Rochdale shopping centre




When driving through the Auvergne region of France a few years ago I stumbled across a "wheelchair acccessible" one of these in a picnic area, complete with extra-wide door, space for a wheelchair next to the "hole in the floor" and handrails all round the walls. Couldn't work out how to use it............................... Decided to drive to the next service area!

Friday, 9 July 2010

http://apps.facebook.com/rnid-hearing-check/?source=wall&ref=mf

Just done the RNID hearing check on Facebook and guess what folks, it told me that my hearing was below normal. Yep, I knew that – I’m 60% deaf in both ears!
At least it proves that it works.
Go on have a go for yourselves at http://apps.facebook.com/rnid-hearing-check/?source=wall&ref=mf

Thursday, 8 July 2010

Nalaga'at Theatre Comapny

The Israeli theatre company Nalaga'at are claiming to have “devised a unique experience for London audiences to experience the sensations felt by their blind and deaf actors.” See hyperlink below.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment_and_arts/10548850.stm

This is of course total nonsense as it does not give the audiences the psychological experience of being a blind or deaf person.

It reminds me of the bad old days of “Disability Awareness Training” when trainers used to make participants wear ear defenders, blindfolds, sit in a wheelchair or wear labels depicting a particular impairment for a few minutes, and then and claim that the participant had experienced that impairment.

Personally I refuse to conduct this type of session, despite being asked to on a number of occasions and this coming up as a constant theme when asking participants what their expectations of a course are at the beginning.

It has nothing whatsoever to do with promoting Disability Equality.

This is from a “Heather Mills” mentality. I cannot see the added value in this from the viewpoint of the non-disabled person. All that the ear defender, blindfold or wheelchair offers them is a few minutes less sound, sight or a sit down in an uncomfortable wheelchair.

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

Linked Facebook, Twitter and Blogger

Well this took an enormous amount of intellectual activity, patience, perseverance and several pounds added to my swear box, but I actually managed to link my Facebook, Twitter and Blogger accounts.  Is nothing beyond me these days?

Wednesday, 19 November 2008

Assisted Dying

A great deal of controversy is currently surrounding the subject of Assisted Dying in the UK.
As a member of Not Dead Yet - UK, I find the idea of a terminally ill or a disabled person regarding the quality of their own lives so intolerable that they wish it die is a very sad indictment on the UK’s Palliative Care or Independent Living systems.
The answer, in my opinion, is not for the terminally ill or disabled person to end their lives, but for the quality of the systems to be improved so that quality of people’s lives are not so intolerable and/or that the support that people receive is increased that they do not feel that they are a burden on their loved ones or carers. OK this will cost money, but is this not a measure of our civilisation?
Recently there have been two cases of disabled people who have joined the Swiss assisted dying organisation, Dignitas.
The first was Daniel James, a 23 year old man who broke his neck while playing rugby. Daniel sadly committed suicide with Dignitas’ assistance in September.
In order to find our more about this I wrote to two Swiss friends of mine, Josef and Regula Jakober. Josef is a C5/6 Tetrapleagic who broke is neck in the 1970s.


Dear Josef and Regula,
I have been talking to an old school friend and apart from being a Member about the Daniel James case.
We were wondering whether the Daniel James case had been reported in Switzerland and what was the Swiss public's views on this case?
In case you have not heard about Daniel James, he was a 23 year old man who broke his neck last year playing rugby when a scrum collapsed.
Following his spinal injury Daniel was depressed, which I would think is a perfectly normal reaction. He tried to commit suicide a few times, again if someone is clinically depressed, this is not surprising. It has been reported that he felt that he had a "second-class existence".
In my experience, over time, people with a spinal injury's psychological outlook usually improves, they usually come to terms with their paralysis and get on with their lives. I have come across some people with spinal injuries who say that it changed their lives for the better, giving them direction.
I daresay very familiar with this scenario.
However, somehow this particular young man got in touch with Dignitas, the Swiss assisted suicide group, who, as far as we understand assist people with terminal illnesses to commit suicide, which apparently is legal in Switzerland (assisted suicide is illegal in the UK).
On 12th September Dignitas helped Daniel to kill himself.
We feel that Dignitas has moved the goal posts as up until Daniel, they were assisting people with terminal illnesses, which we oppose, but Daniel was not terminally ill! We feel that this is a very slippery path leading straight to the door of Tiergartenstrasse 4.
What we would like to know is:
Has Daniel's case been reported in the Swiss Media?
What is the public opinion about Daniel's case in Switzerland?
We hear that there are moves to change the law to prevent Digital assisting people who are not terminally ill in future.
Has any official action, if any, been taken against Dignitas?
Back in Britain, Daniel's parents have been arrested and interviewed by the police and I suspect that the case will be referred to the Director of Public Prosecution.
Please let us know what is happening over this case in Switzerland,
Thank you,
Andrew

Regula’s reply is interesting as it appears that Dignitas is operating on the edge of Swiss- law and Dignitas is not popular in Switzerland because of the rather sordid way that the organisation operates.

Dear Andrew.
Quite by chance yesterday evening there was a documentary about Dignitas on Swiss TV, made by a Canadian. We watched it, so that we would have some answers for you. Assisted suicide is legal in Switzerland (under strict conditions) as it is in the Netherlands, Belgium and Oregon (USA). But apparently only Switzerland does not prohibit it explicitly for foreigners. I think that when this law became effective nobody thought of "suicide tourists" and nobody thought that this must be written in the law in order to prevent it.
Dignitas is very controversial in Switzerland and works in kind of a twilight zone, but nevertheless just on the right side of the "line". So they call the police and the coroner after the deed. According to this TV documentary about 100 foreigners come to Dignitas every year, usually in the last stage of terminal illness, and mostly supported by their families. A doctor has to see them, usually some time in advance, to talk, to read the medical records, to explain in detail. These doctors have to be quite careful, because the police controls them also.
To your questions: this case has not been reported by the Swiss Media (not that we know of). There are moves to add more details to the paragraphs with even stricter restrictions. The Ethics Commission is looking very closely into the matter.
Dignitas, or its founder, is watched very closely also. He has been evicted from apartments, where he brought the "suicide tourists" from abroad, and no community wants to have him - the undertaker`s car parks too often in front of his house.
And yes, we are of the same opinion, SCI is not an illness, although depression is. We don`t like this story either, but who are we to judge. This is a very difficult, touchy and personal subject.
But as strongly as we feel about Dignitas (not assisted suicide per se), as much we do not approve of the other extreme, eg. when patients "live" for years only because of machines for this and that and the other body function - because it`s illegal to turn off the machine on request of the said patient or his/her closest relative. Doctors are not God - but nevertheless they do sometimes decide about life or death. Modern medicine has not only positive aspects.
I hope this answers your questions.
Regula

Regula’s comment about the "undertaker’s car calling too often" and the evictions from apartments does make me ask; Just how dignified is a Dignitas assisted suicide?

This week has seen another story about suicide on the BBC News 24 website. I reproduce this directly from the BBC as I cannot really add anything to the quality of this story. It merely serves to highlight the inadequacies in the UK’s Palliative Care and Independent Living support systems.


'Dear Noel, is life really not worth living?'
Noel Martin meets Liz Carr

Paralysed after being attacked by neo-Nazis, Noel Martin is planning a trip to Switzerland to commit suicide. Here, disabled broadcaster Liz Carr, who met Noel for a BBC Radio 5 Live report, writes an open letter urging him to think again.

Dear Noel,
Having met you last week, I felt the need to write and continue our discussion about your decision to end your life soon. I don't write this as someone with strong religious or pro-life views but as another disabled person, who like you uses a wheelchair, who became disabled and who needs round-the-clock assistance in their life.
Noel, is your life really not worth living?
In interviews, you repeatedly say that because of your accident, you can't feel, you can't touch the world and can only watch as it passes by. I disagree. Throughout the interview, when we talked for example about your beloved wife who you lost to cancer, you filled up, overcome with emotion.

MORE ABOUT NOEL MARTIN
Former builder - aged 49 - lives in Birmingham, UK
Paralysed from neck down after attack by neo-Nazis in Germany in 1996
Racing enthusiast and race horse owner
Wife, Jacqui, died of cancer in 2000


In a different way, when we discussed your ongoing fights for support and assistance with your care providers, you talked with passion and anger.
You proudly showed me the racing magazine where you were "owner of the month" after your horse won at Ascot. You asked one of your staff to read out the poetry you have written since your accident. You are definitely a man who can feel.
As for not being able to touch the world around you - from an onlooker's point of view this again just isn't true. You appear to touch the world in so many ways.
You have staff who clearly respect you and enjoy working for you. You have family, a grandson and friends. Through the neo-Nazi attack that led to your accident, you have become a celebrity, a campaigner against racism, a fighter for justice. You have organised exchanges for young people from Berlin to come to Birmingham to show them that integration is possible.
You have written your autobiography. In fact Noel, it seems to me that since becoming disabled you have actually touched more people and embraced life in ways that perhaps you wouldn't have if you hadn't had your accident. You are very much alive.
I know that at the moment, your situation is frustrating. Pressure sores - the result, you say, of cutbacks in the health service - mean you've hardly been out of your bed, never mind your house, for many months now.
Wheelchair-friendly beaches
You said that as a disabled person you'll never walk on the beach, be able to stand up and cheer when your football team scores, or kiss the head of your prize-winning racehorse.
I think it's too easy for society to promote assisted suicide as a right rather than work to overcome the barriers to supporting older, ill and disabled people to live fulfilled and valuable lives
I can really relate to the idea that there are now things you can't do. I used to imagine walking hand-in-hand along a sunset beach with my lover. But the reality of not having four-wheel drive on my electric wheelchair and sinking, immobile into the sand, kept me on terra firma.
But if you're interested, I can let you know where there are beaches with sand so compacted that you can wheel on them with ease; others with boardwalks to the sea and there are now even beach wheelchairs.
Like you, I became disabled. But for me it was at the age of seven, following a childhood illness.
I know adapting to your new life and situation can be difficult. I remember as a teenager being too unwell to go out with my friends, thinking I'd always have to live with my parents and that I'd have no choice but to rely on my mum to look after me. Life wasn't much fun and at times I didn't see any point in the future.
Today, I have the assistance I need that allows me to live in my own home, to have friends, a partner and a career as a comedian. In other words, I have a life I could never have imagined back then.
How? I was lucky enough to get support, advice and information from other disabled people who've been in my situation, who showed me that there was another way and who taught me how to get what I need to live my life.
I know you've received only some of what you need in terms of access and assistance, and this has been hard won. Don't you think it's maddening that so many disabled people remain isolated, uninformed and unsupported in negotiating the confusing world of welfare, health care, social services, legislation, assessments and adaptations.
Scared of illness
Maybe that's why assisted suicide seems to be increasingly seen as an option by disabled people, not just those who are terminally ill.
Worn down, feeling like a burden and with their needs unmet, it's perhaps understandable why people like yourself might choose death. But surely before we even consider assisting people to die, we need to assist them to live.
One of the main problems I have with assisted suicide stories like yours, Noel, is that the media perpetuates the idea that to be disabled or ill must be the greatest tragedy of all. Disability inevitability equals no quality of life.
I know when people read your story, many will agree that yes, if they were in your situation then they would want to die too. Most people are so scared of illness, of disability, of getting older, that wanting assisted suicide is seen as an entirely rational desire. What scares me is that views like these will also be held by the doctors, the media, the courts, the government and all the others who have the power to decide if we live or die.
I'm sure by now you know how I feel about assisted suicide. Until the day when good quality health and social care are universally available regardless of age, impairment, race, gender or location, I believe there is no place for legalised assisted suicide.
I just think it's too easy for a society to promote assisted suicide as a right rather than work to overcome the barriers to supporting older, ill and disabled people to live fulfilled and valuable lives. Forget the right to die, isn't it more urgent that we campaign for the right not to be killed?
We may have differing perspectives on this debate but I think what we share is our respect for each other. Thank you for sharing your story with me and for letting me into your life. I hope your one-way ticket to Switzerland is an open one so we can continue this discussion over the coming years.
Until next time,
Liz

Published: 2008/11/17 12:12:58 GMT© BBC MMVIII

'I cannot forget what life was like before'

Noel Martin, paralysed after being attacked by neo-Nazis, is planning a trip to Switzerland to commit assisted suicide. On Monday, we carried an open letter from disabled broadcaster Liz Carr, urging Noel to think again. Here is Noel's response.

Dear Liz,
I think you misunderstood when I say I can't touch or feel, I will try and put it in a different way for you. When my horse won at Ascot I couldn't touch it because I have no feelings in my hands. I couldn't get close to it because horses can react in different ways.
Every owner normally pats and strokes their winning horse, to say well done. My horse may have thought I didn't appreciate what it had just done because I didn't show emotion or give it a pat.
Also my disability is different from yours. You became disabled from the age of seven, without having experience or enjoyment of life. I became disabled at 36 and by then I'd got a taste for life.
I knew the enjoyments of being a person who could walk and knew I could get further in life. That makes it harder for me to accept what has happened because someone threw a concrete block through my car windscreen.
Unfortunately in your life you didn't have a choice, or a chance, to taste the sweetness and fruit of life as a walking person. You had to just go the disabled way and adapt to life the best way you could.
I mean no disrespect to you or anybody else, but you haven't known or felt what it is to live life any other way, or had the privilege to live it any other way.
Take the example of Stevie Wonder. He was born blind and cannot tell you what beauty looks like because he has never seen it. He cannot tell you what the colour green looks like or his children's faces. He can only interpret it in his own way.
No control
But Ray Charles was born with his sight, even though he went blind very early in his life. He could still tell you what beauty looks like, to a certain degree, and know the colours of the world. But he could not explain many of things after because he was too young to know.
To me these are two disabled people who have two different ways. They've both done, or did, so well in life, but what about other things? I'm sure they would give up all their wealth and musical talent to see the faces of their children.
Concerning my feelings for my wife and shedding tears, those are things that are trapped inside of me. I have no control over tears, for me every day is Groundhog Day.
The laws about assisted suicide in this country are made by educated people, but that counts for little when it comes to commonsense. If these are the type of people that make decisions for me, I would rather die. An English man's home is supposed to be his castle, but I cannot shut my castle doors and keep people out.
Just think what I could feel if I was walking. My wife always used to imagine the heights I would have reached if I had not been cut down. Should I settle for second best? No!
Again, you insist in your letter that I can touch the world, but when I speak nobody seems to be listening or understanding. A sane person can jump off a roof and nobody makes a fuss because it's their freedom of choice.
I am not condemning anyone, it's just that it's not within their power to share the pain another individual goes through. You cannot split pain in half and give it to someone else to lighten your load.
You cannot say I would not have touched so many people if I hadn't been paralysed - you didn't know me before my accident. You said I have become a celebrity campaigner against racism? Well, I've campaigned against racism since I came to England aged 10 and the world is still an ugly place.
You mention the cultural exchanges I organised between Germany and Britain to understanding. They are no different from organising a game of football in the playground. And writing an autobiography is equivalent to drinking a cup of tea for me. I know where my mouth is and I know what life I lived before I was paralysed, so it's easy to put it on paper. What I don't know is the life I would have lived if I was not paralysed.
Destiny is a strange thing, fear is an experience that nobody can live by. You cannot share pain and freedom of choice from God is mine.
Yours truly,
Noel

from BBC NEWS:http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/1/hi/magazine/7735577.stmPublished: 2008/11/18 16:02:48 GMT© BBC MMVIII

Friday, 14 November 2008

Children In Need

Over the course of my lifetime I have seen revolutionary changes in the way that Disabled People have been treated within our society.
Most people no longer see disability as a medical issue at the level of the individual and have instead become socially aware.
Disabled people are more able to take an active role in our society. Education is now more inclusive than it was, buses are now more accessible, employment opportunities are now more numerous. We have a disabled person as Prime Minister. Housing is becoming more accessible. There are less physical barriers to access. Increasingly, charities are becoming controlled by their users.
OK, there is still a hell of a long way to go before we can say that we live in a truly barrier free society, but things are certainly more equitable than they were say 30 years ago
There is however one insidious institution that remains virtually unchanged. Every year the BBC subjects its audience to an evening of poor quality "entertainment" where by waning celebrities perform their dubious acts in order to raise monies for so called "good causes".
Their mascot, Pudsey Bear, reigns supreme for the torturous evening, with the knotted handkerchief covering one eye, which is so blatantly a disability-related symbol, but I have yet to meet a single disabled person who has been consulted over where the dosh that is raised is distributed to.
There is another issue. The people who hand over their hard earned cash to Pudsey are actually funding activities that I believe ought to be funded by the Government themselves.
Twenty years ago I was one of the founders of the Campaign to Stop Patronage. The Campaign succeeded in making the ITV Telethon so unpopular that no Independent Television company wanted to purchase it after 1993. Comic Relief chose to become more socially aware and stopped using negative imagery of disabled people to promote their fundraising. However we were not able to tackle the BBC successfully.
Below I attach an article that I wrote in November 1990 for the Campaign to Stop Patronage, but which was never published. I am amazed that nearly 20 years later it still seems strangely relevant.


A History in the Making:

It was 7 p.m. on Friday 23rd November 1990 and I was cold standing outside the BBC Television Centre in Wood Lane, West London. My partner (at the time), Caron was asking for another cup of coffee from our flask. She was cold also and so were the other 50 members of the Campaign to Stop Patronage who had turned out that night to demonstrate against Children in Need. Elspeth Morrison has just graciously accepted the first "The Most Partonising Personality of the Year" award on behalf of Esther Rantsen. Vicki Waddington walked past wearing a space blanket and I thought "What the fucking hell are we doing here?" And for a moment my resolution wavered.
Then I remembered that ever since I was a small child I have been aware of charities collecting money for disabled people and that I had never actually seeing any tangible benefits of this money that should not have been provided as of right by Central Government. That Disabled People certainly don’t have any control over where it is spent. My anger returned
I had already offered to write this article on how the Campaign to Stop Patronage came to being formed for our first newsletter. The only realistic way that I can do it is from my own personal viewpoint.
I can clearly remember being about the same height as one of those Spastic Society manikin-type collection boxes asking my mother where the money that people were putting into the slot in its head went and why couldn't they (the Spastics Society) buy me an electric typewriter that I needed (I have cerebral palsy and cannot write clearly).
Over the years I have become increasingly aware of the enormity of the power of these charities and the way that they disempowered Disabled People. For example, charities that run residential homes can have the power over Disabled People who live within their homes to decide every aspect of these people's lives, what time they get up, what they wear, what they eat, what they drink, what they do to occupy their days, and what time they go to bed. Even whether or not disabled people can have sex!
I have sat in meetings, at work, and listened to non-disabled "professionals" making decisions about disabled people who are in their "care" which have made me want to throw-up, but until recently, for political reasons, have been powerless even to raise an objection.
At the same time, Anna Thorpe and I, through organising a self-advocacy group in Ealing where we both live, have become increasingly frustrated over the level of disempowerment among young disabled people who have become products of "the system". We came to the conclusion that it was the patronising way that the media and the charities portray disabled people that were creating disempowering images.
The media and the charities, depending on their objectives, either portray Disabled People as pitiful, pathetic people who are incapable of doing even the most basic function or paradoxically as "Supercripples" who from simply living with their disabilities or from wanting to do things that the average non-disabled person does, become brave, courageous and special. Consequently, society's expectation of Disabled People is reduced which increases the level of discrimination, disablement and disempowerment that Disabled People have to contend with.
Throughout our conversations the same point kept being raised, that it was the television appeals which combined the worst aspects of patronage. ITV Telethon, Children In Need and Comic Relief transmit negative images of Disabled People introduced by condescending presenters like Frank Bough, Terry Wogan and Lenny Henry who play on the viewer's guilt with the message that if you contribute to their appeal that the viewer will feel better about being thankful that they are not Disabled People too.
We kept saying that we wanted to do something to say, "No, Stop! Disabled people are not special. Disabled People are not objects of pity. Disabled People are not courageous. But. Disabled People are strong. Disabled People are proud. Disabled People are angry at the way that we are discriminated against. Disabled People are angry at the way that we are disabled by society. Disabled People demand the resources, as of right, to enable us to maximise our life chances and thereby compete, on an equal basis with non-disabled people in our society."
Towards the middle of March 1990 Anna and I decided to go for it. We decided to organise a demonstration against the ITV Telethon. Neither of us had organised a demonstration before. I am sure that over time the rest of this story, that is yet to be conceived, will become history.
Andrew Little
November 1990

Saturday, 29 September 2007

I came across this story on the BBC News 24 website and just had to add it to my blog..................

North Carolina pair feud over leg A US man who stored his amputated leg in a barbecue smoker that was later auctioned off is locked in a custody dispute with the man who bought it.
John Wood's smoker was sold to Shannon Whisnant last week after he fell behind on payments at the storage facility in North Carolina where it was kept.
He wants his leg back but Mr Whisnant says he has a receipt for the smoker's contents and wants to share ownership.
Mr Wood's leg was amputated above the knee after a plane crash in 2004.
He asked to keep the leg so he could be buried as a whole man when he died, and stored it at the facility in Maiden after losing his home.
But when Mr Wood failed to pay the necessary rental fees, the storage company auctioned the smoker and all its contents.
'Strange incident'
After buying the smoker last Tuesday, Mr Whisnant looked inside and found a man's leg wrapped in a wire screen.
Halloween's just around the corner - the price will go up if I get the leg Shannon Whisnant
He initially gave the leg to the police, who concluded it had not been removed as a result of a crime and sent it to a funeral home until Mr Wood could pick it up.
But after making money by charging adults $3 (£1.47) and children $1 (49p) to look inside the empty smoker, Mr Whisnant asked for it back.
His request was refused by the funeral home, so he decided to try to persuade Mr Wood to share custody and profits.
"I told him I'd share custody of it..." Mr Whisnant said.
"It's a strange incident and Halloween's just around the corner. The price will go up if I get the leg."
'Despicable'
Mr Wood, who now lives in Greenville, South Carolina, has insisted he is not interested in using the leg to make money and plans to travel to Maiden as soon as possible to reclaim it.
"I just think it's despicable," he said.
"I don't mind having the 15 minutes of fame, but I'm not looking to really profit off this thing.
"He's making a freak show out of it."
Having had his offer rejected, Mr Whisnant has threatened to begin legal action if the leg is not returned to him by next week.
He says he has a receipt showing he bought both the smoker and its contents at the auction.
"Everybody knows it's mine, period," he said. "And if anyone tries to take it, I want everything they got."

The only thing that comes to my mind is why?

Nowt as queer as (American) folk!

Non-Disabled People's Unreasonable Expectations

I'm really pissed off with the attitude of non-disabled people.

They expect disabled people to compete with them on an equal bases on terms of their choosing and they call this equality - bollocks! Equality is about creating a level playing field so that everyone can join in the game.

So what has put me in this mood, well it is a company called Permtemps. My partner Alison works for these cretins who's idea of equality is to treat all their employees like shit - equally!

Alison has Cerebral Palsy, she is a wheelchair user, she also has Spacial Difficulties and Dyslexia. She works in a call centre where they handle calls for British Gas, which could not really be any worse! Permtemps are winging at Alison because she is performing at less than 95% of whatever 100% is. Apparently her average is about 84%. Now lets put that into the real world.

If someone gets 84% in a degree course at University, they would get a First Class Honours Degree. If when your on performance related pay you score 84%, you get the top bonus.

Permtemps have not made any adjustment to Alison's workstation to accommodate her impairments.

Instead they are threatening to discipline her for under performing. So much for equality of opportunity.

I think it is time to start looking for a new job Ali darling!

Thursday, 6 September 2007

Old Farts with Acquired Disabilities

One group of disabled people who really annoy me, and I have to admit that I am frequently annoyed by other disabled people are, Old Farts with Acquired Disabilities.

Why should this particular group of old farts annoy me in particular, I hear readers asking themselves.

The reason for this is their attitude.

I think that the first time when I really found the old disabled farts irksome was when I was 16 and at Hereward College. There was a group of us, young disabled people from the college, and we had taken ourselves to see a football match at Coventry. The majority of us were wheelchair users and Coventry City Football Club had quite correctly let us in to their wheelchair enclosure - a dugout along the entire length of the touchline. As we were there first, we had chosen to place ourselves in the centre so that we could get a really good view (none of these spaces were reserved for individuals).

About 5 minutes before kickoff this old fart in a wheelchair came along and asked us to move so that he could get to "his" space. This would have meant shunting about a dozen wheelchair users about and there was ample room for his wheelchair elsewhere so we told his to go somewhere else. He called a steward over and the steward also told him to go elsewhere.

The old fart then complained to the steward, "I've fought in the war for that space." The steward looked aghast and, understandably, in unison, we told him to "Fuck off".

I think that it is, the attitude that the world somehow owes them something - just because they are older.

What these old farts fail to realise is that before they became disabled, they had the same advantages at their peers - I'm not saying that their lives were easy or somehow privileged, in many cases their lives were far from easy. The important thing is that they had the same opportunities as everyone else to an education, to get a job, to buy a house, save some money, have a family etc.

Those of us who have been disabled since birth have been denied these opportunities.

I went to a "special" school and I certainly did not find anything very special about the place as we were denied the depth of learning that is offered to non-disabled children and denied the opportunity to take any qualifications.

I was fortunate in that I was able to get a place at Hereward College in 1975 and this enabled me to get some qualifications and thereby get a reasonable career, but it took time to catch up and my knowledge base is still relatively narrow, which has in the past been a disadvantage. However most of the kids that I was at school with ended up attending their local council day centres, which are little more than adult "baby sitting" centres. They certainly have not had the opportunity to get jobs, save some money, buy a house and as for having sex - disabled people are not allowed to do that, did not you know!

Today, I had a situation where I was waiting patiently with my indicator flashing, for another disabled driver to vacate a designated parking space (she was genuinely disabled and was taking rather a long time - that is OK). I have a van-based wheelchair accessible vehicle and it is not as maneuverable as a car. The woman moved out the parking space and this elderly bloke in a Ford Ka just drove straight in from another direction and beat me to the space - Ford Kas are not available with automatic gearboxes and therefore are not usually driven by with lower limb impairments or mobility impairments.

The guy got out the car and he had a slight limp but could walk at a normal pace. How did that old fart qualify for a Blue Badge - it was very suspicious!

I hope he gets four flat tyres!

Monday, 27 August 2007

What a load of crap people listen to

As readers of my blog will have read, I have got a new pair of digital hearing aids last week.

Being deaf from birth, and with my deafness increasing, I did not realise how noisy the world is and what a load of crap people listen to!

I don't want to hear the computer keyboards clicking - what is the point of that! The vacuum cleaner is sheer torture. The washing machine makes this really boring noise - what to I want to listen to that for? The wheelchair lift on the van vibrates constantly, why do I want to hear that? I'd rather sit listening to nothing and concentrate on driving that have than din in the background!

All I want to hear is people talking to me, but even then, people talk such utter drivel that 90% of it is not worth listening to!

Frankly, I'd rather remain deaf and use my hearing aids selectively to hear what I want to hear, rather than this meaningless crescendo of pollution that appears to surround us that non-hearing impaired people call "normal hearing".

That's the answer, turn the bloody things off and wait until people tap me on the shoulder. If they look remotely intelligent and look as though they have something worthwhile to listen to, switch back on.

Just a thought; I wonder if listening to this crap is the reason why most non-hearing impaired people are so stupid?

Monday, 20 August 2007

Doctors Receptionists - Update

Following the difficulty that I had booking an appointment for Alison to see a female doctor at her GP's surgery I thought I'd update this blog with the result:

Apart from the receptionist pulling a funny face, why I really could not comprehend, I am pleased to report that there was not a problem. The doctor had simply relocated herself to a consulting room downstairs.

Why was this reasonable adjustment such an issue for the receptionist last week.

This just proves that the thing that is the real disabling factor is often just in other peoples minds and has nothing to do with our impairments.

Friday, 17 August 2007

Digital Hearing Aids

It has only taken 2 years almost to the date (2nd August 2005) for Gloucestershire Hospitals NHS Foundation Trust to issue me with a pair of digital hearing aids after I lost my analogue one that I had since the beginning of time, well 20 years actually.

I fully expected to be dragged on a hurdle o the main entrance to Richmond House by one of the Secretary of State for Health’s minions. Hanged by the neck for a short time or until almost dead. Disembowelled, emasculated, and my genitalia and entrails burned before my eyes (not nice), before finally being beheaded and my body divided into four parts for this heinous crime.

Instead they have given me a pair of shiny new digital hearing aids.
Are they any better than the old analogue ones people ask? Well, yes they actually are!

The new hearing aids do pick up a wider range of sound and the sound quality is certainly better. Also they do not give me so much feedback (high-pitched squealing should) and I do not get a headache that I used to get when I wore the old one for more than a couple of hours.

Another nice touch is that they appear to automatically switch to the induction coupler on my phone.

Having only had them for 24 hours now they certainly seem to be a vast improvement over the old one, but it is early days.

Watch this space to see how they go…………