The 2020 rap up

Dear readers,

Let’s be clear: this year has been a real … as I said on FB, I said it was a cluster something. Some might call it a cluster fuck, a real conniving cluster fuck that ruined the futures of 300,000 people plus and their families. Let’s take a look though at some of the good and the bad that happened to me and this blog this year.

  1. In January, things started out okay. When February came, Trenton and I celebrated four years together. It seems like a billion years ago we were able to go to a restaurant and eat. A restaurant such as red Lobster or perhaps Olive Garden would have served you indoors, period. But see below for why not.
  2. I experienced a pandemic year for the first damn time. It was 102 years ago that the Spanish influenza pandemic swept the world. What have we learnt? Well, in 1918, there were little hope for vaccinations for the flu, let alone polio and diphtheria and other diseases. In 2020, we somehow come up with a vaccine that took years in the old days to come to at all. In 1918, kids dropped like flies if they were under 5 years of age. But in 2020, we now have the resources to fix things like childbed fever and the common cold for crying out loud. This year is the year of the Corona Virus. That’s no Chinese New Year’s joke either. While the Chinese have tried to wipe off the Tiananmen Square massacre from their Internet, they are also trying to wipe off the Ouigars who are Muslim from their list of identities. YOu are either a Han Chinese person or you’re not. It all starts in Wuhan, in Hubei Province in China where all this got started, and I have a message for the people who want to sell the wet meat there. Don’t. Now you see what can happen if you don’t clean and do hygiene on yourselves and your meat wares. Just don’t let the virus mess your lives up, and watch with microscopes next time, eh?
  3. This year we had canceled events everywhere, including conventions and concerts. The blind conventions went virtual. And online learning is a priority, even for those with disabilities. But disabled students suffer now.
  4. In March of this year, I received a death threat. Note that I’m using the names that popped up in a screenshot I shared in March of this year. Wes Derby and Bill Boules’ names are written all over this screenshot, and they claim that police accountability boards are a way to give criminals power, and to add insult to injury, Mr. D. decided to tell me that the guardianship was correct. First and foremost, guardianships are evil, plain and simple abuse, and furthermore, allow the person in question to be beat up, imprisoned, and perhaps killed for money and or behaviorism. and ableism. There is a lot of white supremacist ableists in the blind community itself, which makes me sad. Wes and Bill had to go from my life, and I did something I thought I’d never even do. I wrote them off my Skype list, and furthermore, I am no longer afraid to say it. Thet Karen who called me up threatening me to death will not be named because she didn’t leave me her name, but let this be a lesson to anyone who strikes at the heart of my advocacy work: don’t do it. Target me and your twitter or Facebook might just get blocked. Target me and you might find yourself out of a job, out of a life of your own. I’m sorry, sorry that you have alcohol use problems or epilepsy or anything else, or if your socks keep walking away from you, but you are not invincible, but frankly neither am I. I’m not perfect, but if you target someone trying to work her way up out of poverty, you’re off your roster, or as Tom Hanks’s Woody says in Toy Story, you’re out of your box.
  5. In May and June of this year, there was nothing more to do. Trenton and I decided to change our commitment ceremony plans for like the umpteenth time and we had to do what we had to. We canceled an event that could have taken place in June, and moved it all the way to November. We could have easily tried a day in March, but corona virus ruined our plans. I’ll write more about the commitment ceremony in a bit.
  6. I was frequently trolled on this blog over evidence that my ex Jason Owens is a stalker and possibly could have committed murder. Well, while the evidence is there that he’s a stalker, and I received multiple calls from other sources confirming his pattern of abusive behaviors, I do not know where anyone would say he committed murder. As an old friend once told me, you do the crime, you do the time. Jason should have done time for what he did to me, what he also did to several girls in my community, and I had multiple victims come forward with stories about him individually. I may be talking about these on my new season of The Throne Room with Beth Taurasi. Stay tuned.
  7. I started my podcast back up again, and Anchor has changed a lot. For one, Spotify owns it. For another, I like the trailer part of the podcast where I made what is supposed to be a great ear catching trailer about what my podcast is about. I’ll be changing the trailer for season III soon. The first two seasons were good, but I had a lot to talk about. School is important and I covered that, and I covered all the things that needed to be covered. Shootings of black males became the forefront of the year 2020, and I was no exception to reporting that Jacob Blake was shot and paralyzed. Why? Police brutality. This is something Mr. D. would advocate, but worse off, there are other blind people who are sweeping things under the rug. As I’ve said in prior items, there’s supremacy and bigotry in my own community, and it needs to quit.
  8. In September, I’m pretty sure I went to Chili’s and the doc says I might have gotten corona virus, but who knew. I had the following symptoms: swollen throat, cough, loss of voice for a bit, two weeks of this crap, stuffy nose, loss of smell and taste. Before you run into me and say the corona virus taught me not to mes with certain people, I’m gonna say this. I could have died. Do you wish death on me? No. I hope not. But dear readers, you really should evaluate what your priorities are, and think about who you want to wish blessings upon. I’m only here reporting what needs to be reported here in WordPress, and the truth is the truth. I shared the screenshot in March, stamped out the stalkers and I’m going to be honest: I’m going to fight psychos and trolls throughout my advocacy journey, so … just shut up and keep reading. I recovered from the corona like symptoms, but don’t know if I truly had it. I couldn’t eat and couldn’t drink for some time and had to lay down a lot. It just makes me ill thinking that I might have had this big bad virus, it might have been a super nasty cold. Either way, my voice sounded like crap compared to what it could have sounded like on my commitment ceremony. More on that later.
  9. In October, I met my minister, Jenny, from Jefferson Unitarian Church, through nothing more than a casual google search for a UU church that might support a commitment ceremony. Jenny was amazing, and she was the intern minister, and best of all, a female which I refuse to take a male at that time because the male would or could charge a hefty sum, require counseling we couldn’t do because of the patriarchal nonsense I don’t subscribe to, and then there’s the point of religious churches who say you have to be a member to get married by the ministers there. JUC was amazing in allowing me to borrow their minister so I could have a better experience, and best of all, JUC is led by the honorable Reverend Wendy Williams, who is amazing at her work, and I’ve seen the main crew doing their thing at services. I’m proud of JUC for also confronting white supremacy in the face, making it safer for those of color and brown folks alike and white folks too. JUC has shown they are committed to ending the white culture embedded within the UU church, and confronting unsafe cultural practices so that those with color or women or blind people can be welcomed. I hope this church shows that it is welcoming to people with disabilities, including offering transport and such. When the services went completely online, I was thrilled to finally access church even though churches have since the pre pandemic days been unwelcoming. What JUC has done is something no church would bother with, only most churches as I’ve said time and time again make charity projects out of the disabled. Now, Jenny had the opportunity to perform a private spiritual ceremony for me and Trenton, did I say I was gonna write about that?
  10. I was committed on November 7, 2020. No, not committed to a hospital, but a spiritual commitment to Trenton. I want to do a two parts to this one. While the ceremony was great and grand, Jenny did a really great job of gathering great readings together to make the ceremony authentic to us, not some closed religious sect. For one, I couldn’t think of any but Biblical readings since I had so many biblically minded men in my life, but we had a reading by a famous author and several prayers that were amazing. The chalice lighting was beautifully done with a water powered thing so that Jenny didn’t have to burn down the building. We joked about the fire alarms, but Jenny said, don’t worry about this. She brought her water powered chalice and we did the ceremony right then and there. Our supports person was there and did the ring bearing job, something that should have been the job of a young girl or boy. However, we were only allowed five people total including our household of two. Therefore, we had Jenny, the supports lady, and her friend who volunteered to do camera angling so I could catch this ceremony on live video on Facebook. Why not Zoom, you may ask. I’ll tell you in part 2 of this item. That is, see next item.
  11. While the commitment ceremony was so beautiful, I wanted it to be a safe space for all to congratulate and wish us well, no trolls allowed, no Bills or Weses and crazies who would say that “You have a sick wife in your hands.” Not that my old friend’s godmother in law wasn’t correct about his divorce and I did advise my old friend Michael to let his wife Amy go because she could not communicate, could not do the things needed for a wife to be. Well, if I had to, I had to tell the truth. I wanted to make sure that nobody shared the link to our ceremony to the wrong people, so I blocked the bad guys on Facebook, blocked them on Twitter, and made our ceremony a hybrid so that Jenny could light the chalice at our apartment and do the spiritual part of things properly. That and I wanted the guests to feel like they could be safe, and nobody would have to mute since I didn’t allow guests in that video. Above all, safety was the number one priority for the ceremony. I had one friend who doubted we’d stay together, doubted marriage altogether but we’re still going and that’s what’s right about the year. When we finished our ceremony, Trenton had a ring on his hand, I am currently wearing both my rings. I am typing this at my desk on the Mac, and I love the mac, but Trenton’s resolution is that he’s getting his self a Mac Mini. I hope that the Mac Mini won’t be so bad for either of us. For Trenton, it will be an M1 chip. So what? We played RS Games with my mac, his PC. But still, we have pics of the wedding still. I now made my minister’s favorite pic my wallpaper, watch face, and so much more. Anyway, the big bad thing about this ceremony was that I had to order the dress online, not enough showed up on the video, only 13 out of 23 interested bothered to show up, and most of those were Colorado locals. So we’re not going to invite more than three quarters of the blind community in Colorado because they didn’t bother to invite me. Not anywhere, but they did leave a bad mark and impression on me. I’m not saying every single person here is guilty, but there are people who can’t be part of my life because they committed vile acts against me I can’t deal with anymore.
  12. In december of this year, we celebrated not only our commitment last month, but we know that Joe Biden was elected President of the United States of America. Thank you to JUC’s people for taking me and Trenton out voting, and we stole a moment to pose for a picture with our voting stickers on. It was liberating to see the election results, on top of that our wedding/commitment ceremony was held the very same day. We had a bunch to celebrate.

Now, I want to talk about my New Year’s resolutions.

  1. First and foremost, I’m going to repair the damage that was done to me after the guardianship was held for fifteen years and about eleven months or so. It was discharged in December of this year, I’m reckoning.
  2. I will be losing weight, and doing fitness stuff. I want to try Apple Fitness Plus because yeah, the workouts are awesome, but I hope they work especially the high intensity trainings. I need those.
  3. I will also free Britney Spears singlehandedly if I must, so yeah.
  4. I will use the majority of my time advocating for all disabled adults to be free of damaging guardianships and bondage which can be compared to slavery. I’ll be around for the end of that practice, and I hope it becomes illegal by the end of this year coming up.
  5. No more corona virus, please, I want to get vaccinated.

Thank you all for reading this.

Happy new year.

Beth

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.