Do disabled people matter in terms of existence?
It is with a lot of concern that I write this. After chatting with activists all day, playing dice world at night, and so on, there’s something eating at my brain and it’s eating at me like I eat a donut. Why are parents so eager to get guardianships of their children? Even a family guardianship is prone to estate theft, and I had no money to barter and things to buy or sell, but my parents’ names were indeed on my bank account. Sure they saved up and flew to Italy, but there is a real problem. They still trafficked in opportunities, civil rights, and other things precious to every human being.
I hope to testify in front of someone about the evils of guardianship and how they affected me, and most guardianship literature is about elders, not disabled young adults. Whoever preys on me is likely going to be thrown in the garbage chute like Veruca Salt in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I hope the squirrels find that the guardians are bad nuts anyway, and tap them on the head, and just like that, those who prey on the money and humanity of people like me and the elders and disabled and whatever everywhere in the country. The United States owes itself freedom for all disabled and elderly adults, freedom from being trafficked and freedom for the estates of celebrities like Britney Spears. Please, whatever you do, don’t support those who would see me hanged for writing this. There are blind men and women who’ve called me bad names for writing such things, but these people are likely going to be targets of estate trafficking, guardianship abuse, and so much other stuff. As much as I despise these people, they need to wake the hell up. They need to wake up and smell the marigolds, roses being too pleasant a comparison for guardianship and estate abuse. Thank you all so much.