Today, on the 31st anniversary of the Americans with Disabilities Act, I’m thinking of unkept promises —
of buildings I still can’t enter, broken sidewalks I can’t traverse, and the hurtful stigma I’m faced with every day, 31 years later. We must do better. #ADA31
[image: A large group of wheelchair users and other disabled people lined up on a path with the Washington Monument visible behind them. Anna is closest to the camera, with Kings Floyd slightly behind her. The sky is a cloudless blue and they’re dressed for cold weather.]
People with disabilities make up nearly 25% of the American population.
But we’re still largely invisible, and made so by rampant inaccessibility, stigma, and a lack of representation in all spheres of life (media, schools, workplaces, etc.). But WE EXIST!! We’re 1 in 4! #ADA31
The “invisibility” of disabled people is driven by the cyclical nature of inaccessibility:
When the sidewalks/buses/stores/schools aren’t accessible, we basically can’t exist in public space — so we’re left invisible and illegible as citizens and participants in public life.
The passage of the ADA was one important step to enabling disabled people to exist in our communities as equal citizens.
But it’s fallen short due to lack of enforcement and persistent societal ableism. We’ve got to do better — for the 1 in 4 Americans who are disabled. #ADA31
It also important to remember that laws ARE NOT ENOUGH.
This is one of the most important teachings of the disability justice movement. We can’t legislate stigma, hate, and other manifestations of ableism out of existence. So 31 years after the ADA, the fight goes on! #ADA31
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.@BananaRepublic, I’m currently stuck on the third floor of your Georgetown DC store because of a faulty elevator which your staff says “breaks all the time.” Why the hell are you allowing disabled customers to unknowingly put themselves in danger like this?
Update!! I’ve FINALLY escaped Banana Republic. The elevator miraculously started working — thanks goodness, because they said maintenance might take 4 hours to arrive and the fire dept agreed that carrying me & my 400 lb chair was not an option.
As a disabled woman & wheelchair user, I’ve been fending off my insurance company’s cuts for years. Today, they finally got a judge to side with them—and now I can’t go back to college next semester. The American healthcare system has just, quite literally, ruined my future.
What does it say about our country when a for-profit insurance company can tell me, my doctors, and several independent medical experts that we’re all wrong about my care needs, thereby preventing me from ever living independently? #CripTheVote
They’ve nearly cut my care hours in half. This will prevent me from having an aide help me get dressed, shower, go to the bathroom, etc. At this point, my family and I are talking about what will happen if my Mom has to quit her job to stay home and take care of me. #CripTheVote