Number 1 pigeon defender, thinker of thoughts, lover of every wretched thing, queer as in repulsive and strange. Calling this a writeblr implies I write and not try to work in 15 different mediums simultaneously (22, nb, any pronouns)
Getting into don't starve again and it's great. There have been so many updates since I last played that I feel like I know nothing now. I fell for a trap the other day and running for my life has never been so exhilarating
The thing that abled people who advocate for the disabled community don’t get is that there are times when disabilities/accommodations clash. Horribly.
Like I spent years having to come up with a solution to get therapy dogs into a series of residence halls. Why years? Because we had to decide who got to stay and who got to leave: the people who needed therapy dogs or the people with severe allergies to animals. Who got the alternative housing?
Things like fidget toys might seem great for some disabled people but having them in the room could be distracting/overstimulating for others. The same goes with stimming. It can’t be helped but neither can the anxiety that another person in the room feels as they watch/hear it. Additionally, something like a weighted blanket might immediately calm one kid down and send the other one into a panic attack due to the claustrophobia it causes. (*Points to myself*)
Every Metro bus in New York City has a series of seats at the front that can be lifted up to accommodate people in wheelchairs but if I’m in one of those spots then someone with a cane/walker has to journey even further to sit down.
The flashing lights of a fire alarm are there to help deaf/hearing impaired but if they’re not properly timed, they can also cause a person to have a seizure.
The worst part about all of these is that there is rarely a concrete solution that makes everyone happy/safe. And I’m not here to offer any because I don’t know them. I’m just here to remind you all that as you’re taking your education/health classes, as you’re reading your textbooks, as you’re preparing to go be an advocate, just remember that there is rarely ever such a thing as a one-size-fits-all solution to advocacy and that something you do that can help one disabled person might actually hinder another.
Consider: your extremities work on hpF, but your main body works on hpC
rpg setting with multiple competing units of damage/resilience used in different regions. you gotta worry about the conversion between hp celsius and hp fahrenheit
pangur from pangur and grim and mr j from mister j are two ends of some sort of spectrum of catness. mister j is just an ordinary guy with a blog, probably has a pretty mundane office job. even if youve never seen him, youve probably unintentionally imagined him once or twice thinking about cats because he fits the bill nicely. an upstanding but rather ordinary gentleman, rather like the international prototype kilogram if the bureau of weights and measures had any desire to catalogue what a cat is. pangur reminds me of the surface of mars. strange and beautiful in a way that’s not very easy to grasp. certainly suggestive of catlike qualities in her own way, but i struggle to place quite which ones. i think its her longness. every cat on earth can be placed somewhere between the two.