Monthly Archives: September 2015

‘Doing all the work.’ Activism, work ethics, burnout and working ‘according to the circumstance.’

I’ve just seen a very thought provoking thread on a topic I have been mulling over for a while- “Disabled people are lazy.” I’m not talking about the Government spin on ‘getting us back to work” but campaigners that complain … Continue reading

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Resistance

I have been manhandled by police – scary when you have cerebral palsy (C.P.) It was not for a protest, though so I don’t feel the discrimination is ‘real’ yet!  But the danger is real.  I was brought up on … Continue reading

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Prizes For Some….Paralympic Guilt

I went to an ordinary comprehensive school because I was considered ‘too bright’ or ‘not disabled enough’ for a special school (whether that was a comment on the assumed quality of the teachers at special school or the state of … Continue reading

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Bye Bye Mr Sun….

For my fellow campaigners, especially Sonia Poulton: What arrives on your front page can warp your world, even the so called ‘liberal’/left (small ‘l’) press print things only after those with open eyes have begged them for decades and when … Continue reading

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Blame The Frauds….?

“Gives the genuine a bad name!!!” I’ve long struggled to get the missing point across on this one. YES it does, give good folk a bad name, agreed, because folk lump disability in with fraud without thinking. However, in reality … Continue reading

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OUR Side Of It: Not Dead Yet: This Me Isn’t Going Before You.

You’ve WORKED with disabled people, you cared for your mother or father with dementia or you’ve had depression or some other chronic illness, or been suicidal.  I do know how soul destroying that is, but the moment you start on … Continue reading

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She Who Has Earned the Rose

Rye stalks whispering in the tender sun. We gather, choose and mill. Shared barns, our sunlit-labour’s fulfilled joy, A mother feeding mush to her weaned child. Unless the gods successive havoc wreak We shall be clean of mildew and of … Continue reading

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