News and stuff

Dear readers,

Some bulletins for the day.

1. The podcast is back, folks. The Throne Room with Beth Taurasi is back, you guys. It is recorded using Anchor, and Anchor also does sponsorships, so I may get extra revenue from advertisements I record. I’ll have a little promo with Anchor done on Friday. Any company who’s interested in sponsoring my podcast must support things the podcast stands for. That’s all, folks. Thank you, Porky Pig.

2. We don’t know if JDO removed any recordings, but it is rumored that he did in front of some friends on his own team talk server. Why he has this server I don’t know. He supposedly erased the recordings, but the only true way to do this is to reformat your Windows hard drive, and this may be true of other computing devices. I don’t trust that he emptied the recycle bin and removed the recordings altogether. Thank you all for understanding why those recordings must be removed.

3. Seven people have left the building. Four of them were blocked and reported for harassment, bullying, and hate speech. Three of them left by choice. Sorry about the way it went, and one f them was supposed to be friends with me. She betrayed me in favor of a Benny Adams because of him being eafblind. The truth about Benny is that all my friends have told me he was creepy, and I was hit with 13 friend requests, and he has 24 facebook accounts in all. That’s too many.

The Disabled Woman’s Constitution

Dear readers,

Below is something you’ll find useful if you’re a disabled woman. I thought about what rights and freedoms we disabled females must have in order to live equally in society, and this, my friends, is based on many a Facebook and twitter posting featuring a disabled person, female mostly, and what they want and deserve. Some of it is based on my own experience. You’ll find an outline style below, but it begins with a pretty straightforward preamble.

We, the disabled females of the world, in order to live freely in a society that claims we’re disposable and not valuable, strive to form within ourselves the boundaries and equality with men who are like us, the nondisabled public, and the governments of all countries at large. We consider ourselves equal to all living humans in the global scale, and we are, to put it as bluntly as possible, a class of human beings who are entitled to the same inalienable rights as our nondisabled and male disabled peers.

Articles:

1. We disabled women have the right to exist from birth to natural death, regardless of a family’s desire to have, raise, and otherwise destroy us.

A. We have the right to be born.

B. We have the right to be raised in favorable circumstances that constitute success.

C. We have the right to education in a school that supports our needs, including physical, emotional, and social needs.

D. We have the right to graduate from schools of higher learning.

E. We have the right to work, no matter what employers may try to do to put barriers in front of us.

F. We have the right to marry and join with another person in love and with dignity. See article 2.

2. We have the right to be seen as equally sexual beings with desires and love.

A. We have no desire to be sterilized.

B. We have the right to be as female as we identify if we were born male, even if we’re disabled.

C. We have the right to refuse sexual advances, especially from strangers.

D. We have the right to work in places free of sexual harassment.

E. We have the right to be sexual in our own way, whether we love a man, a woman, and/or no one at all.

F. No man or woman in any space has the right to grab us, put their arms around us, or simply tow our bodies around without our express permission.

3. We have a right to exist in schools.

A. We have a right to learn with our potential acknowledged.

B. We have the right to be graded equally with our able or male peers.

C. W have the right to learn whatever subject matter we desire.

D. No occupation should be closed to us unless it interferes with our disabling conditions i.e. blind people driving a stick shift car without guidance systems.

E. College is a right that should be given us if we qualify, and not with having to disclose our disability.

F. The healing arts should be open to all of us, male and female, with a disability.

4. The right to socialize or date.

A. We have a right to be accepted socially in a peer group.

B. We have a right to marry at age eighteen, and only when we choose to.

C. We have a right to be pregnant, if we are able, or adopt children if pregnancy is not something we can do.

D. The children have a right to be in our custody, regardless of ableist bias in the courts.

We, the disabled females strongly refuse any nonexistence in any spaces where it is thought that we are unwelcome. We must be taken into account when domestic violence is perpetrated on us. Since the nondisabled public sees us as vulnerable, we hereby adopt this constitution to explain and make clear that all myths and perpetuations of disability are false. They are downright exclusive, and we want our minds, our bodies, and our souls to be acknowledged, heard, and included in all spaces. We are endowed by the Creator, the Universe, or deities, all the rights, privileges, responsibilities, and freedoms of the public.

Signed,

Elizabeth Taurasi and the disabled public identified as female

As The Government Shutdown Drags On, Food Assistance For Millions Could Run Out | HuffPost

I was mentioned in a couple spots. You guys read this carefully.

As The Government Shutdown Drags On, Food Assistance For Millions Could Run Out | HuffPost
— Read on m.huffpost.com/us/entry/us_5c488cb1e4b0b66936760e94

Defamation of Character concerns, What’s this about!

Dear readers,

This entry will be quite short. Let me set the record straight. On many grounds I find my ex, Jason, guilty of emotionally abusing me, the late Jennifer Weaver, an Carol Ann Weeks, as well as fraternizing with other girls during those relationships. Carol and I have since moved on and found good guys, but Jennifer, while she died of health complications, certainly did not speak to him before her death. It made me very sad to see her go like this, so you all can imagine losing a friend like that. Jennifer was a big Beatles fan, I’ll never forget. She loved God, loved people, and she’s probably up there with John Lennon who was her favorite. The thing I’d like to clear up is, if the allegations of child abuse and murder are not true, then who said all this and why? Where are Felicia Nicole’s kids? Is it true that she’s pregnant? Is it true that her youngest daughter was injured? I can’t find facts right now. I want evidence to prove it, whether it’s in a photo with text in it, a lock of hair, or a phone call from an old schoolmate of his. I will not be accused of defaming character, whether here, Facebook, or Twitter. Part of this is an ableist attempt to discredit witnesses. The other part is … well, hate speech. Harassment.

Facebook has been notified that three people: Bill, Anita, and Michael, have all been blocked and reported or calling me a psycho or lunatic and other names that are hurtful. Nobody needs to be called these names. As for guardianship, it is plain evil, pure and simple, for adults who can speak for themselves and are blind and at risk for isolation. While I was commenting on a teenage girl’s misuse of a cell phone, I got too much hate from Bill, Natia, and Michael. All three of these people will now pay a price for their hatred, harassment, and name calling. It’s called being blocked and not able to contact me. I would encourage my real friends to either believe the facts, believe me, or don’t post on Facebook. IF you don’t have anything good to say about me, please don’t say it at all. Otherwise, I’m tempted to grab a stapler.

Sorry if this seems a bit off putting, but it has to be said. Anyone who calls me names like psychotic and lunatic and lune bag will automatically be blocked from now on because those names are harmful to the mental health community. HEre’s a solution: for the folks I blocked on Facebook, go spend time at a mental health treatment center, and spend time there as a volunteer. You’ll see that most mental health patients are there for treatment. Treatment equals meds and therapy, which is a good cocktail of things that help the person with various behaviors such as alcoholism and narcotics use. I thankfully don’t have narcotics or alcohol on my profile, but I’ve met many who do. There was one guy at LaAmistad who said he was serious and wanted a relapse prevention plan. That’s dedication. And his family came to visit, which showed they were all behind him every step of the way.

Now, I thought this was gonna be short, but oh well. Things had to be said.

Beth

For those who think it’s okay to guardianize, here’s a photo to prove otherwise.

Dear readers,

I’ve been called an idiot just for standing up for victims of abuse by another disabled man. I’ve also been labeled a brat who needs guardianship. For the sighties out there, take a look at this photo below. I can show you a different photo. This is a crisp photo of Marcy Freedman’s mother, a 94-year-old Cuban elder who doesn’t speak English, is chemically restrained by her abusers, and so on. This is just a before photo I think. I don’t look at photos much, but this old woman is being abused because of her marginalized status. Think before you speak.

Beth

Let’s talk about isolation, especially of disabled adults.

Dear parents, guardians, and interested disabled readers who are either parents themselves or plan to become parents,

Recently I came across an article about an Ohio teenager whose phone was confiscated for whatever reason, and she called the cops because she believed, at the age of seventeen, that the phone was her property. WEll, without disability and common problems with elder and guardianship abuse, the girl was written off as a brat. Well, there is a serious epidemic among white privileged children, those who get more than they give, and that’s no joke. But here’s a summary of something that happened to me, and before you write me off as entitled or bratty, remember I lived in a small town in Florida whose residents were divided by color of skin, mostly the blacks living in the De Leon area, where shootings would occur. I was also deemed incompetent for fraudulent reasons, and my life was completely ruined.

I was dropped out of college at nineteen, one semester of general education gone because of a parent’s desire to disable me further, prevent me from going to a proper university and earn a real degree. My parents decided, that because they didn’t like something I said, they’d take away my cell phone and laptop and Internet privileges, leading to isolation, false imprisonment, and later, a trip to Rehab and the psych ward. I remember especially after sometime in March, I was admitted to Wuesthoff Medical Centre, a psych ward in Rockledge, Florida, and had to stay for three days. So they didn’t let patients withdraw, but the main thing was that by the time my parents were finished mocking my relationships with others, taking away phone “privileges”, and not allowing me to bathe without supervision, I was tired of life. I couldn’t have lived without noticing that I couldn’t talk to people, couldn’t write or email my feelings, and was censored all over the place. Well, I’d like to say that all that monitoring drove me insane as a nineteen-year-old.

Fast forward to 2007, and I met a young man on the students email list. My parents were again wanting to intervene, and they claimed that the phone was their property and they didn’t want me to talk to him. They claimed it was all about safety, but you can imagine that after the ordeal at Wuesthoff I was just about livid with phone usage taken away. It was also forced upon me earlier, not allowed to call a certain black man in Titusville whose name was Orien Henry. I was told I would never see him, but it gets better. After I met my first boyfriend, my parents refused to allow me to speak with him privately. They hacked into and targeted my email filters, making my boyfriend’s emails get deleted. Well, I stumbled into college knowing all this, and I took down the filters, changed my password, and I never let my father or mother into my email again.

After many failed attempts at getting the parents on board with reasonable service provisions, and after having been falsely accused of wanting sex with a man whose name I can’t mention here, I altogether left my family in Florida through a legal channel. Because I didn’t want to be isolated or told who and what to say anymore, I swore I’d stay in Denver, which now I do have an apartment and a significant other.

The truth about my isolation was that my brain had to think. I was in a silent reading and writing period, taking in any drop of rain that fell from the ceiling of my imagination. I was frequently censored in the things I wrote, so I wrote things that my parents wouldn’t suspect, hid the writing away, and was regretably told that I couldn’t write what I wanted to write. During my isolation, my brain went numb. Time was short, and I honestly wanted to die. The only thing I could do was walk out of my family’s home, but I ended up hospitalized. There was no support for independence at LaAmistad, where I later was for treatment. There was no social support because even that could be labeled a “privilege.” Social supports are not privileges, rather they are vital to disabled adults in isolation. Isolation in and of itself could lead to early death among adults, and teenagers who are isolated and made to live among people they despise because the people bully the teens are also at risk of early death.

Before you write me off as entitled, the isolation I just summarized was not proper punishment. It was a parent’s desire to prevent me from growing into the person I became. The aftereffects of the isolation can still be felt, but when I was in the training center in Littleton, I had to play catch up with relationships, sexual contact, and other such things I’d been denied as a teenager. Now, I have a sexual partner, we live together, and we are struggling to find employment. Here’s the big thing: because I was isolated, I absolutely cannot get a traditional job, and the odds of getting a job are too highly not in my favor. Employers want well socialized puppies, not isolated sick ones. It’s a sad truth in the job market, but it gets worse. I don’t want to be in a position where I can’t care for or bond with another human being, so having kids is questionable. I don’t want a social worker visiting my hospital room because of blindness. I will not talk to social workers unless they understand that I am the mother of the child, and potentially I would never abuse the child. Isolating a disabled adult is not okay, got it? Isolating a disabled and marginalized teenager is also not okay. It is also not okay to name call on social media, right? In the thread I was part of, a young man commented that parents and guardians have a right to take phones from a child or dependent if it isn’t in their best interest, or worse off, safety. But that’s too broad an interpretation, as when I was isolated and told not to use my phone or pc, I already felt that I was being abused. I had no resources to call EMS services if I had a real emergency, or worse, I couldn’t do mental health self care.

Finally, if you are suicidal or isolated, please call 800-273-TALK (8255) or text 741-741 and you will get a crisis person on the line to talk. If you are found incompetent to own your own phone, make sure your guardian or court appointed Conservator gets Hell, real HEll, if something bad happens to you. You may want to go to the police station, tell the cops yourself that you are suicidal or facing isolation because of a court appointed guardian, and you will likely have to talk to your local adult protective services. Make sure you do NOT bring your cell if you are facing injury or isolation, only run and find a domestic violence shelter for people with disabilities.

You can also learn more about isolation and elder/dependent abuse in the state of Colorado by going to http://www.faceus.org

Carrie Kasem, daughter of the late Kasey Kasem, also has a group that does work on behalf of elders/dependents who are isolated or abused. Her group can be found at

Kasem Cares

 

 

Thank you for reading. P.S. Thanks to Mr. Arthur Delaney of the Huffington Post, a link is coming. This is an article we worked on together to bring light to the Shutdown mess. Thanks also for the support of this blog, and I will be forever grateful for the advice on ignoring the haters.

Beth

Could the #govtshutdown lead to more serious problems?

Dear readers,

While teenagers harassed a Native American elder on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, I was appalled by the privilege these boys were brought up in. I was also more appalled that the government shutdown passed 30 days. People are not getting the point that those folks who can’t work won’t be helped for long. And getting work is a boon for blind people because:

1. 75% of us are currently unemployed.

2. 53% of sighted people in a recent survey say they’re uncomfortable with blind people. What does that say about us as a race, not blind people?

3. With respect to blind people and capacity to do things, too many sighted people think we’re not capable of doing essential household things like babysit and do clothes shopping.

4. 83% of females with disabilities are sexually assaulted whether it is at home, at work, or in travel. Grabbing a disabled person is seen as normal, but this is still unacceptable.

5. There are still predators among us. I won’t work for a man because of the possibility of being preyed upon for my disability. I won’t let someone else’s DNA pass through my body and my body is mine. It doesn’t belong to anyone else, even in a marriage. Because there are people out there who believe a woman should never refuse her husband’s advances, I’m stating this. I don’t refuse Trenton’s jokes and advances because I trust him, but when you have no idea what you’re doing after years of supervised dating and then suddenly you’re living together, things can get ugly. That’s another story for another post, but as a disabled female, I have to be on my guard, people. I must be on my guard when it comes to the men who want to see my body as usable and disposable.

As a woman with a disability, I could be badly affected by not only the shutdown, but unwanted advances from a boss. This is the pinnacle of the Huffington Post article that might come out this week. I will post a link to the story if it does come out here in the blog, on Facebook, and on Twitter. Thank you all for reading.

PS. I anyone thinks I should not be in a position of power, you deserve to know why you, the sayer of such, are not. You touched my friends without their consent, got somebody pregnant, and that girl wasn’t even ready for. baby. That girl adopted the baby away because she couldn’t handle motherhood, nd you expected nothing less. Well, I’ll be in a position of power, and you’ll regret saying otherwise. It may not be a governing position, but you won’t be allowed to speak ill of me when I have it my way. The bill of rights should prevent you from plotting an assassination attempt, so keep your distasteful and sexist thoughts to yourself.

Beth