Because of Brent Cavanaugh

Dear Readers,

Abortion by force, sterilization, and murder. Think about those three things for a moment. Those things happened in Germany. In the 1930s and 1940s. I have read countless disability rights memos regarding the treatment of such persons in the decades I mentioned. Unfortunately, because of Brent Cavanaugh and Donald Trump, we are on our way to becoming the second Nazi sympathizing, white Supremacist America we dread. As a blind woman, the risk of sexual assault, rape, or murder could go up dramatically for me and countless others. Autistics could be classified so they would have to die because according to one quote from the Donald, “America is a business, not a charity.” Is this the America we want? Refugees with disabilities came here so much, but the Donald wants to ban disabled refugees. He wants to ban Muslims, Syrians, different countries and vet like crazy. He called African immigrants people from “shithole countries.” Is that acceptable? People from Norway would accept these same Africans as their own, so would the Dutch. And they’d accept blind people.

Honestly, what’s sickening is that Brent used disabled kids to make himself look like a saint. You know what? Nobody’s a saint. Not even I am a saint, but at least I don’t go around praising dictators, raping girls, and calling Africans and their countries “shithole.” Trump must be voted out of office, and so should the white male elite. Why? Because if this strikes you as weird, I want to live.

I want to live with my fiancé, my husband that is, and have kids with him, and my fiancé, or should I say husband to be, is black. His ancestors came from the very countries that are pronounced with an expletive by a man who doesn’t know how to run a country. My ancestors might have also come from those countries too. So think about it. I want to live.

I want to breed, live and breathe free so my kids don’t necessarily have to sing a national anthem composed by a planter or plantation owner, so that my children don’t have to say the pledge of allegiance because this country’s gone to the dogs, and I want my children to have an opinion. I won’t be living in a red state like Texas, which chose to remove Helen Keller and Hilary Clinton, two prominent women, from the social studies curriculum. Texas also backed the expulsion of a black student who didn’t stand for the pledge. No, I won’t be reciting a pledge of loyalty to a regime at this time. I want a country where if you like who’s there in the White House, then you can do what you feel. This country reminds me of a place in the book Messenger by Lois Lowry. It’s like a village of the broken, one where all the people tossed out of one community were taken in and given the skills they needed to survive, but in Kira’s village, the handicapped and the weak are shunned, women are banned from reading and writing, and those with gifts are exploited by the Council of Guardians. Ugh. The United States is certainly reenacting the book’s close to ending part, the part where the people don’t want outsiders, the part where the guy sits there and lusts over a lady, the part where the thorns of the forest go up around the village border, and the only way to save the village is for Matt or Mattie to, spoiler alert, die in the process of healing the village. Only then does the village realize its duty to the world at large. Then, you must read Son, which is about Claire, a birthmother who gave birth to a boy previously mentioned in the Giver itself. The United States certainly could become what my middle school English teacher calls “Hitleresque.” Such a very awful thing could happen to us if we don’t realize what the founding fathers were after.

The Framers of the Constitution and other revolutionaries listed in history envisioned a country where religion was not forced, where freedom of speech and the press were valued, and where the tired and poor could come and live no matter what. We struggled, of course, to end slavery on plantations in the South, but even with zero places legalizing slavery, we are now showing no sympathy for the survivors of human trafficking as it is. Donald Trump doesn’t want Braille on the elevators on his tower hotels, yet the weird thing was that a doorman opened a door for me so I could walk through with a guide. Trump obviously doesn’t care that girls are not objects to be played with, or so we think. If anything, Donald Trump would like an all white nation with all the rights held by men, not women.

Guess who was ranked as the most trusted world leader according to the Pew Research Center? Angela Merkel, the German chancellor, a lady. So why not us? Why don’t we have Elizabeth Warren run for office? And put an end to all this nonsense?

As a disabled woman, I know the importance of the first amendment, and I have the right to write what I’m writing because it is so in the First Amendment. As a disabled woman, I have had sexual jokes told about me both on Skype and here on WordPress. I will not allow such jokes to be told again because I’m no sex object. Disabled women are frequently devalued and their babies are stolen from them. Might as well admit this: we’re on the way to becoming what Angela Merkel’s Germany used to be. Remember this Uncle Ben phrase from spider Man 2001 or so, “With great power comes great responsibility.” Obviously, the Donald has great power, but no responsibility. Let’s show him this at the polls in a month so that this Big Don falls out of favor with us.

Author: denverqueen

My name is Beth. I'm blind from birth and enjoy the blogging atmosphere. I am a creative person, a musician, a writer, etc. This is me. Take it or leave it.

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