By firstname.lastname@example.org (Larry Wanger)In one way, I understand why schools and businesses continue to do disability-awareness day simulations. It can be difficult to talk about disability, and it seems that many non-disabled people are fascinated by our shiny assistive devices, so a day spent playing crip-for-a-day could only be in good fun, right?
At least, that’s what I heard about the one I went to as a teenager. But I’m older now, and more political, so the idea that someone could learn what my life is like from strapping into a wheelchair for a few hours seems as ridiculous to me as trying on the male experience by gluing on a cut-hair mustache and calling myself “Hank’. Maybe I would even learn some tiny superficial truths about how guys relate to their world by doing that, but it wouldn’t be like experiencing life as a guy. Tying on a blindfold and being shocked by sudden darkness is not like being blind either.
But I guess I could put it in a box with other related behavior such as people passing my wheelchair and cheerily asking “What’s the speed limit on that thing?” or the urge people seem to have to try on each other’s glasses. Dorky and incomprehensible, but harmless.
Source: •Disability Nation