Author: stevekuusisto
My New Year's Resolution
I generally arrive at the end of the year with a bout of insomnia. I lay awake last night and listened to "No Country for Old Men"—a book that has been much praised and which is now a major motion picture, and which I found to be largely senseless and gratuitously violent.
I see of course why this should be a book for our times.
I heard numerous politicians say yesterday that "the surge" in Iraq has been a success.
What this means is that over the past six months fewer American troops have been killed in Iraq while civilian casualties have gone up. It is true of all civil wars that civilians die in great numbers.
Most of the GOP’s candidates are comfortable with this outcome.
Accordingly they are in support of civilian casualties in the name of "American foreign policy".
In the aftermath of 9-11 the Bush administration has promoted civil wars in Pakistan and Iraq in the name of the war on terror.
In the final analysis I can’t square my Christian conscience with my nation’s present foreign policy. I do not believe that by killing civilians we foster freedom and peace.
I am appalled by the easy and imperial indifference to the taking of innocent lives which continues to be promulgated by the major Republican presidential candidates, including Mike Huckabee who ought to be the most outraged of all.
America has lost its collective ability to see violence as a grievous fascination and a moral mistake.
Cormac McCarthy’s "No Country for Old Men" is just junk. His characters are cartoon figures held together by the standard pathologized clichés favored by an increasingly illiterate culture.
The Argument Against Lifeboats
Why is the U.S. Chamber of Commerce, a lobbying organization for American businesses, opposed to the ADA Restoration Act currently being debated on Capitol Hill?
What is the ADA Restoration Act all about, and why should Americans who do not have disabilities be concerned with these questions?
(FYI the ADA Restoration Act has received bi-partisan support in the U.S. House of Representatives. However the bill faces greater opposition in the Senate.)
The landmark Americans with Disabilities Act of 1990 is generally heralded as the most successful bi-partisan legislation ever enacted in the United States. Disability affects everyone regardless of political affiliation.
The ADA became the law of the land because Congress did its homework. The Congressional Record shows that the 1990 act remains the most thoroughly researched and carefully vetted legislation ever adopted in the United States.
The aim of the ADA is to give people with disabilities civil rights by opening the doors to all areas of civic life in this country.
Why I'm For Chris Dodd
I have decided to go to the Iowa Caucus and stand for Senator Chris Dodd. I suspect that I’ll be the only one in my local district who will be standing in his corner. Maybe not. It is altogether hard to say what will happen on caucus night. I am however persuaded that Chris Dodd is the best candidate either party has to offer.
1. He’s the most "presidential" of all the candidates regardless of party affiliation.
2. He has a sister who is blind; he knows why the ADA Restoration Act is crucial for PWDs.
3. He has the most foreign policy experience.
4. He knows where foreign countries "are" even when you turn the globe.
5. He has a great record of working in a true bi-partisan manner to get important social programs passed.
6. He gave up campaigning for three days to return to the senate and fight for the restoration of our Bill of Rights.
As they say in the vernacular: "’Nuff Said."
S.K.
Watching the Clouds with Charlie and Lucy
What is it like to be a person with a disability in the United States some 18 years after the passage of the Americans with Disabilities Act?
For my money it’s like those old Peanuts cartoons where Charlie Brown and Lucy are on their backs gazing at the clouds and telling each other what the clouds resemble. Of course in order for that analogy to be effective you will have to concede that Charlie Brown and Lucy each had an invisible disability, but I don’t think that’s a hard stretch.
Unemployment remains high for PWDs but if you look long enough it looks better than that. The ADA has certainly raised the consciousness of employers and the advent of better and cheaper assistive technologies has been a means of employment progress. In turn the people with disabilities who have jobs are very productive and attractive members of the labor force.
Yet the unemployment figures for PWDs remain high. The stigma associated with disability and the lack of substantive managerial knowledge about disability are the most likely causes of these problems but if you’re looking for mainstream political or editorial engagement with the issues you will be hard pressed to find it. A recent event for the presidential candidates of both parties which was held in New Hampshire and was designed to promote discussion of disability issues drew only five of the candidates (Clinton, Biden, Kucinich, Dodd, and Gravel)–John McCain joined the event via telephone and John Edwards sent a representative.
If you’re thinking "Peanuts" you could say: "Well, five candidates in person and two in spirit, that’s a helluva good cloud!" That would be the Charlie Brown position.
Lucy would say: "Where was Obama? And what about Richards and Giuliani, Huckabee and Romney; and what happened to Ron Paul and Thompson and Tancredo?"
Lucy would argue that eight candidates didn’t bother to show up.
Charlie B. would respond that five were there and one was on the phone and another sent a surrogate and that’s a long way from nada.
Both would be correct. The clouds are suggestive.
What did the candidates say about disability?
Senator Clinton spoke about the "ADa Restoration Act" and the "Community Choice Act" and said that she would reintroduce President Bill Clinton’s plan to have the federal government hire 100,000 employees with disabilities.
Senator Biden called for state implementation and Department of Justice enforcement of the Olmstead decision and spoke about Education for All.
Senator Dodd
spoke about the Help America Vote Act (HAVA), and called for strengthening enforcement of the ADA. He also mentioned affordable, accessible transportation; fully funding IDEA; improving access to telecommunications and technology; he also mentioned his sister Carolyn, who is legally blind.
Congressman Kucinich mentioned
his single-payer health care plan and his childhood experience with a speech impediment.
Congressman David Bonior (on behalf of Senator Edwards)
discussed the connection between disability and poverty; improving accessible transportation; and fully funding IDEA; reinstating President Clinton’s executive order of hiring 100,000 people with disabilities into the federal workforce.
Congressman Gravel
spoke about his criticisms of representational government and his recommendation that laws be made by the people directly and he mentioned his childhood experience with dyslexia and his adult experience with neuropathy.
Senator McCain
called for improving services for returning veterans with disabilities and strengthening the ADA.
Charlie and Lucy watch the clouds in Iowa and New Hampshire and everyplace PWDs live in these United States.
They know that public transportation in this country has never been worse.
They know that despite the Olmstead decision, PWDs are still being denied the basic right to live in their own homes and that thousands upon thousands are being warehoused in institutions against their will.
They are aware that IDEA and other education rights legislation is routinely ignored by school districts and municipalities and that gaining enforcement of disability rights by the Department of Justice is an uphill struggle at best.
They know that veteran’s services are currently in a disgraceful state.
They know that fair telecommunications and access to the "digital highway" is still just a dream for PWDs.
They know that a quarter of a century of diminishing public programs has left PWDs with fewer opportunities for education and rehabilitative services than ever.
They know that these problems do not get discussed on Fox or CNN or MSNBC or the three mainstream networks.
And yet Charlie wants to think that the cloud above the barn is shaped like Thomas Jefferson.
Lucy thinks it looks frighteningly like the entire U.S. Supreme Court which has been largely hostile to the ADA much to the consternation of congress.
Charlie says that seven candidates out of fifteen participated in the New Hampshire event.
Lucy counters that Tom Tancredo has dropped out and therefore there are only 14 candidates and if you subtract the two who weren’t really "there" you have only a 36 per cent participation rate.
Charlie thinks that’s pretty good. He remembers zero.
Lucy says that just about all the candidates are "zeros" when it comes to disability issues but she thinks that Senators Dodd and Clinton and Senators Edwards and McCain are the best of the lot.
"Good grief!" says Charlie, "That’s still a winning hand!"
Lucy says: "Charlie, if you play poker the way you play football, we’re in big trouble."
S.K.
Hooray for St. Stephen's Day!
Today is St. Stephen’s Day. This is an official holiday in Finland and in many other countries. It’s traditionally a feasting day although we never observed that ritual in my family. In the Kuusisto tribe, the day after Christmas was typically the Alka-Seltzer day with perhaps a little hair of the dog solely for medicinal purposes.
The "real" St. Stephen was a troublemaker because he talked about hypocrisy and you can read about his story in Acts. But to make a long story short, St. Stephen pissed off just about everyone in Jerusalem including the future St. Paul (who in those days went by the name of Pee Wee Lefkowitz but who later changed his name to Saul of Tarsus and who later changed his name to Paul because he found that hellenistic christian chicks really dug that name).
Pee Wee had St. Stephen hauled in for blasphemy and they had a show trial which lasted about five minutes. Of course in those days five minutes was a long time and Stephen had a vision in which he saw Jesus seated at the right hand of God. This proves that Stephen was dyslexic. But anyway, he’s the only martyred saint to have had a vision that included both the father and the son together. This is why St. Stephen is the patron saint of father and son dry cleaning establishments.
Since people in general tend to like clean clothing and most folks tend to talk too much, Stephen became a big time saint and there are churches in his name all over Christendom. No one really knows why his day is a feasting day since Stephen was not much of an eater. Nor does anyone really know why his ceremonial day follows Christmas since in real life he was stoned to death in August. (August is the best month for stonings because the ground is dry and the rocks are easy to get ahold of.) Many speculate that the day after Christmas was named for St. Stephen because this is when most people would like to ritually kill their relatives. I am not sure this is a reliable explanation.
As a footnote, I think its of some interest that St. Paul and St. Stephen are kind of a Cain and Able combo in the world of hagiography which proves that you don’t have to be too darned good to become a saint. When you get right down to it, there’s hope for everybody.
S.K.
as Tiny Tim would say…
Getting It Right
My fellow disability rights blogger, Moggy, brought this to my attention today.
In a recent Slate Magazine obituary of the composer Karlheinz Stockhausen, writer and composer Matthew Guerrieri absent-mindedly notes that the composer’s disabled mother was “euthanized” by the Nazis. I am choosing to think of Mr. Guerrieri as “absent-minded” rather than being overtly insensitive or worse. Beginning with the infamous T4 project (which was launched on the same day Hitler invaded Poland) the third Reich rounded up people with disabilities and forcibly removed them to state hospitals where they were subsequently gassed. The term for this is “execution” and not “euthanasia” and one would like to imagine that a talented composer like Mr. Guerrieri knows the difference.
German construction workers are still today finding the mass graves of people with disabilities whose remains were buried in the woods behind the hospitals.
Murder will out.
Perhaps you may be wondering why I labor over such a dark subject on this Christmas Eve?
The most obvious answer is that people with disabilities are still struggling for their rights all over the globe. As with all human rights struggles the language we employ really matters.
There is a lot of “ableism” out there in normative society where the temporarily abled imagine that physical perfection is the sine qua non of true life. Ableists think that “the disabled” are living lives of quiet desperation.
In turn, I’m a big fan of the organization Not Dead Yet which fights to make certain that the general public understands that people with disabilities are living rewarding lives, even in the face of the physical and emotional challenges that accompany so many disabilities.
Although I am essentially a left of center Democrat I sided with President George W. Bush when he attempted to rally Congress in the defense of Terry Schiavo who, as you will recall, was slowly starved to death under the banner of “euthanasia”.
I will never forget that Adolph Hitler called people with disabilities “useless eaters” and I’ll never forget that we have an unjust medical care system in the U.S. which routinely denies appropriate and necessary medical care to the poor.
I can’t use the words euthanasia and disability in a paratactic way. I think that ableist assumptions about the lives of the disabled and the social inequities that surround disability are terrifying.
I suppose you could say I’m having a “blue Christmas” like those folks who were featured this morning on NPR. They ran a story today on “Morning Edition” about an Episcopal church in Washington, DC where the pastor has created a Christmas service for people who are experiencing real grief during the holidays. My hat’s off to those folks. People of conscience feel the pain of life on this blue planet, and for sensitive souls the terrible holiday music and commodified cheer is especially hard to take.
But really, I mean it: I’m not having a blue Christmas. I just want to share the expectation that human rights are supported without exception today and always.
And as Tiny Tim would say: “God bless us, one and all.”
S.K.
Leaving the Planet to Our Pets?
This morning I saw a five minute segment about the polar ice cap crisis on the "Today" show. Holy Smokes! It seems the North Pole is shrinking because of greenhouse gas emissions in the Earth’s atmosphere.
Ever wonder why Americans can’t come up with anything resembling an environmental policy?
Might this have something to do with TV?
As soon as the Today show finished their absolutely dire story about the death of the polar ice cap they jumped to a story about a new kind of Tupperware party that’s all the rage in suburbia.
As Kurt Vonnegut would have said: "And so on…"
Meanwhile it’s about 8 degrees in Iowa and there are snow drifts against the back of the house, a matter that delights our Labradors. Roscoe, our black Lab, who is 14 walks arthritically out into the fresh powder and puts his old face down in a snow bank and glories in a deeply personal icy joy.
One would think that Americans would want to save the environment just for the sake of their house pets.
I was thinking about this idea yesterday when Connie and I were listening to a campaign speech by John Edwards. (Connie by the way got to shake Senator Edwards’ hand. I am told that his hand was attached to the rest of him.)
Sen. Edwards was arguing that we ought to clean up the environment and fix the economy for the sake of our children.
I was packed in the back of a huge crowd at the Holiday Inn in Coralville, Iowa, and I was conceiving of the possibility that Americans love dogs and cats more than they care about children. (Several socially befuddled people came up to pet my guide dog. These are the sorts of people who otherwise show no signs of social connection. So I rest my case.)
Accordingly I wonder if the candidates who really care about global warming might be wise to adopt a new strategy and urge everyone to save the planet for "Fluffy" and "Rin Tin Tin".
As my friend Lorraine would say: "I’m just sayin’".
While Connie got to shake John Edwards’ hand, I got to shake James Lowe’s hand. James Lowe is a man who was born with a cleft palate and owing to the fact that he had no medical insurance he lived with this condition for fifty years. During those five decades he was literally unable to speak.
Now he’s campaigning for John Edwards.
Mr. Lowe’s voice is like words emitted by a Victrola: he sounds both sweet and a little dark. His voice comes from a long way to reach our ears. He has a lovely mountain accent from West Virginia.
As we left the rally we found ourselves following John Edwards’ campaign bus for a few miles. The snow storm was coming on. We got a little bit lost and found ourselves driving down a dirt road in the wintry twilight. We rode in silence, each enjoying some inner light.
S.K.
Sore Song, or, Feeling Like the Unreformed Scrooge
The other day Connie and I were in a furniture store and I whispered to her that I had to flee. I was having a neurological hijacking because of the unrelenting Bing Crosby Christmas music. I kept hearing “White Christmas” as I stumbled among the microfiber ottomans.
Some days I wish I could write a cranky song in the manner of John Lennon. The thing wouldn’t have much of a melody. In fact it would sound like wind through a cracked shingle. The lyrics would be the chief thing. Unlike John Lennon I wouldn’t carry on about my mother or the pain of being famous. My song would probably go something like this:
I don’t believe in corporate welfare…
I don’t believe in arms sales…
I don’t believe in baseball…
I don’t believe in the two party system…
I don’t believe in the Christian right…
I don’t believe in the U.S. Justice Department…
I don’t believe in Rupert Murdoch or Fox News or Bill O’Reilly or Sean Hannity or their sub-altern wanna be flunkies…
I don’t believe in Nancy Pelosi…
I don’t believe in “the Fed”…
I don’t believe in
Nashville
…
I don’t believe in Mike Huckabee…
I don’t believe in any political candidate who endorses torturing prisoners…
I don’t believe in the Environmental Protection Agency…
I don’t believe the White House…
I don’t believe in Lou Dobbs …
I don’t believe people who say that Nixon doesn’t look so bad after all…
For the sake of brevity I’m leaving out my general disillusionment with contemporary American poetry and fiction or my dismay that today’s college students aren’t outraged by the war profiteering of their respective colleges and universities which have plenty of dough invested in the “biz” of warfare…
I don’t know if I feel any better. But Hell, I never felt very good listening to those “post-Beatles” John Lennon albums. And I suppose Lennon would say that that was the point.
Did I mention that I don’t believe in the pharmaceutical industry or televised poker?
S.K.

