The disability movement uses that slogan - it is burned into our brains. Here are some various places who use that phrase and it already IS a tee-shirt. :-)
OK, I know what I want to say here, but (unfortunately for those who hate to read through these things) it's going to take me a while to figure out how to say this just right. Give me a couple of days to respond to this, because I know what you are asking, but it will take a while to put in the right words without consuming all of Motts' bandwidth, so I'll work on editing it down to less than a billion words. ;-)
But it's a lot easier to pretend it's the "good guys and the bad guys", isn't it? I don't know why people avoid taking the extra step of looking at the complex fabric that is life, but I suppose it's less effort to live that way, plus it can also be a lot more dramatic when you want it to be. Funny thing is, people with disabilities hate to be pitied and hate for people to speak for them without checking it out with them first. They believe, just like everyone else, that it is degrading to make assumptions about them just because they have a handicap. They like people to talk WITH them, not ABOUT them, to see what it's like to walk in their shoes (or roll in their chair). People who want to make this a one-note play sometimes do as much harm, albeit unintentionally, as the people they claim are the problem. Both sides act like folks with disabilities are "things" to be taken care of when what these people want is just to be treated like any other human being. Pity can be as deadly as neglect or abuse because it leads to folks with disabilities being seen as less than human. These are people FIRST; THEN they are people who have disabilities.
I talked to our Safety Director this week and she said that as long as all staff carry the fire keys I mentioned, then we are allowed to pass inspection.
~Me, I am humiliated to see that in fact I WAS the first person to suggest a muzzle for you! In my defense, however, it was after Mr. Motts suggested the short leash. The second incident, though, was Mr. Motts.
Now I hafta publicly apologize. Geez, this is damned humiliating . . . . .
Sigh . . .
OK, ~Me, I am really, really, REALLY sorry I said that Motts brought up the muzzle both times when it was really only once. :-(