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This post may end up being all over the place as it was inspired by a number of things happening concurrently. 1) For some reason, I keep replaying the 2015 Emmy Awards in my head, which mak…

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So there’s a debate going on, on Twitter right now between disabled people and people who either claim to care about the environment and or just want to complain about “lazy people”

The tweet that started it all

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Image Description: tweet with a picture of peeled oranges in plastic containers on a grocery store (whole foods) shelf. Tweet reads “If only nature could find a way to cover these oranges so we didn’t need to waste so much plastic on them”

The original tweet has been shared over 70,000 times. Whole Foods has apparently agreed to remove the prepeeled oranges from their stores. Environmentalists and those who hate laziness rejoice!

The problem is that this discourse completely ignores how preprepared food impacts people with disabilities. The most common complaints about the sale of these oranges is either the wastefulness of the additional packaging (which is true but somewhat misdirected as…

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I’ve written another post about my nerdery. I love “The Fades”. Its an amazing supernatural drama that will reel you in before you know it. Find out how you can see the first episode for free:

British TV That PWNS: The Fades.

Yes, There Are Black People in Your “Hunger Games”: The Strange Case of Rue & Cinna.

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I was upset by the initial tweet as I had just finished reading this article on Jezebel. A transgender woman was beaten near to death after two cisgender women (one was a girl of 14) “found her out” while in the McDonald’s women’s restroom.

One of the employees filmed the attack (while laughing) and the video went viral. This woman was beaten for 15 minutes.

According to WBALTV, Brown also asked for forgivness today and said she wanted to apologize to the victim. Polis wasn’t in court, but her victim impact statement made it clear that she isn’t ready to make amends. She said:

“While being beaten, I felt like I was going to die that day. I was kicked in the chest, crotch and head. Chunks of my hair were pulled out. They were all over me, and I couldn’t get them to stop … My private life has been exposed to the world. I lost my job. I can’t go anywhere without the fear of getting hurt again. I want to go into a hole and hide. I do not forgive them for what they did to me.”

Vicky Thoms, a woman who was hit while trying to break up the assault, was in court and said, “I never dreamed I would see anything like that in my life — never. It’s like you were watching someone being murdered almost.”

A great example of what privilege means to those with and without it.

Today I'm feeling 101-y, I guess, so let's talk about privilege. It's a weird word, isn't it? A common one in my circles, it's one of the most basic, everyday concepts in social activism, we have lots of unhelpful snarky little phrases we like to use like "check your privilege" and a lot of our dialog conventions are built around a mutual agreement (or at least a mutual attempt at agreement) on who has privilege when and how to compensate for tha … Read More

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I asked her the usual emo, navel gazing questions.

“Why not me? What’s so wrong? Why am I not enough? Have I done wrong? Why am I treated like just another worthless, untrustable stranger?”

She was completely done with my interrogation and refused to engage my mood. Whipping around, short hair in sharp angles, finger poked deep into my chest she seared these words,

“Because this way lies agony. ‘Glow’ will not cover up your perfume of sadness and no one wants to get entangled with that.”

That was it.

It’s a–um, what do they say?  Watershed moment? I’d never seen water shed..But this was more than just the splitting of a stream.

Time seemed to slow, but my thoughts swirled and sunk with the ferocity of a whirlpool. When I finally beached, I was in Oz. It was more like that. The moment Dorothy opens the door and the world goes from dull grays to brilliant saturated multi-colored wonder. That’s what this was.

A complete shift in time & space via F5 tornado.

It was only because I could now see the brilliance of the world before me that I could now turn around and see the drab that had been. There was furniture in there. Dust on table tops, refuse in the bin, and imprints on the sofa.  Undoubtedly lived-in.

You can only live in a place you feel comfortable. No one ever makes a hotel room into a home.

Even now I could feel the pull. The grays where comforting against the brilliance before me, almost lulling.

I will never grow if I don’t get out, if I don’t let go.


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