Mar 192009
 

When is it appropriate for a buff able-bodied guy to toss around a guy with cerebral palsy like he’s a department-store mannequin? When they’re both part of Gimp, a dance company that features performers with and without disabilities. The linked video shows the dancer with CP repeating some of reactions he gets from audience members. My favorite: “I thought this would be weird. I thought you would be weird.”

You know, I weigh a lot less than that guy in the video. I’m imagining an avant-garde piece where a few dancers toss my crippled ass around in a game of human hot potato. The big finale would be me thrown into the audience for some crowd-surfing to a soundtrack of old-school kraut rock. This has “NEA grant” written all over it.

Mar 182009
 

I know I’m not a young man anymore, but I thought I had a few more years of peak brain power before my synapses get all short-circuity and I can’t remember my Facebook password without writing it down somewhere. But according to scientists, my cognitive faculties peaked at age 27. So much for my plans to develop that unifying theory of time and space. Little did I know I was already in decline when I started this blog and it’s been downhill ever since. My apologies to my readers. Now, where’s the button that delivers these words to my…oh, what do you call it…computer diary thing? Ah, here it is.

Mar 172009
 

If a version of newspeak ever does emerge to wipe out the English language, we’ll have corporate media to blame. The Sci Fi channel is changing its name to–just typing it makes me cringe–Syfy. Even worse is the channel’s new tagline: “Imagine greater”, providing yet more proof that marketing execs hate adverbs (remember Apple’s “Think Different” campaign?).

Network chiefs explain that “Syfy” is a more trademark-friendly name, but it’s also a shorthand way of communicating that most of the dreck they broadcast has absolutely nothing to do with science fiction. Pro wrestling, Z-grade movies about giant snakes, lame reality series about haunted houses: none of these are true science fiction. But I’m not going to fret about this too much. With the Web steadily replacing traditional television, I’ll soon be able to queue up a Twilight Zone or Firefly marathon whenever my geeky heart pleases.

Mar 162009
 

First, the standard disclaimer: the following is not written in my capacity as a Department of Human Services staffer.

States have a lot of freedom to administer public benefits programs like Medicaid and Temporary Assistance for Needy Families (TANF). This extends to the application and eligibility determination process. Some states make applying for benefits a bureaucratic hassle, but other states, like Georgia, serve up a heaping pile of humiliation to anyone seeking assistance. Applicants are forced to answer questions about their personal lives, falsely informed that they don’t qualify for benefits, and generally made to feel like they’re committing a crime just by showing up at the door.

Not that we’re any more inclined to be any more enlightened up here in Yankee territory. One bill making the rounds at the state legislature would prevent anyone who had ever been convicted of a violent crime from receiving certain types of state-funded assistance, including health care. So if you have a mental illness and ended up with a battery conviction, you might not be able get the meds that might help you stay out of jail in the future.

It’s funny. One can be considered middle-class for making $30,000 or $300,000. The gap between $30,000 and nothing is much less substantial in terms of math, but it’s a yawning chasm in terms of our own prejudices.

Mar 152009
 

I didn’t get a chance to watch the Jon Stewart-Jim Cramer faceoff until today. And the consensus blogosphere appraisal of the event is spot-on: Stewart reduces Cramer to a simpering husk of a TV personality whose time has come and gone. The whole interview is compelling, but a particularly telling moment comes when Cramer defends himself by saying–and I’m paraphrasing here– that he’s just trying to do an entertainment show on business. The fact that business reporting can even be considered entertainment is symptomatic of the larger problem. When credit was flowing through the streets like wine and McMansions were springing up in every corner of suburbia, we let ourselves think that economic cycles were a thing of the past, like black-and-white TV and polio. And the business networks, just like everyone else, cashed in. They fed us rah-rah pabulum about the unstoppable upward trajectories of stock and housing prices without bothering to critically assess the assumptions underpinning all this optimism.

You know, all this business about the press abandoning its responsibilities and leaving its critical faculties at the door has an awfully familiar ring to it. Like we’ve seen this before. Hmm, it will come to me eventually.

Mar 142009
 

Happy Pi Day to everyone. Pi Day is the holiday on which you bake a pie for your favorite geek/nerd.

Don’t tell me you forgot. I totally left a reminder on your Facebook wall.

It doesn’t have to be made from scratch. I’m cool with the store-bought variety. I’ll just watch the new Star Trek trailer a few dozen more times until you can get here. Don’t forget the whipped cream.

Mar 132009
 

I rode down the elevator this morning with an elderly woman who was chatting amiably with my nurse about how she tutors grade-school kids in basic arithmetic. “It’s so important to know your numbers,” she said. As I’m backing out of the elevator, she looked at me, smiled, and said, “Do you know your numbers?”

Le sigh. Put me in an elevator with some random old lady and there’s a better-than-even chance I’ll emerge a couple minutes later with blog material. Kind of like how the odds for rain improve after you wash your car. I think I replied with something along the lines of “I sure hope so.” I’m not terribly clever early in the morning. I should have said, “Lady, I went to law school so I wouldn’t have to know my numbers.”

Mar 122009
 

I still get a lot of use out of my aging iPod, but it’s always bothered me that I can’t control it without someone else’s assistance. That may change if a new type of interface that measures facial movements gains widespread acceptance. According to the designers, the device–which looks like a pair of earbuds–can translate a raised eyebrow or a nose into specific commands for the attached device. For example, a smile could turn up the volume; a frown would lower the volume.

This would work great for me, as I can contort my face like a champ. But I imagine it could lead to some awkward moments:

“Uh, no, ma’am, I was not winking at you. I was just trying to find that great M.I.A. remix I downloaded to my iPod last night.”

Mar 112009
 

Okay, this will be my last link to a NY Times story for the week. It’s a short essay by a husband describing how he and his wife found ways to cope after she became a paraplegic in a car accident. He writes frankly about the challenges they both faced in the ensuing years, but his tone isn’t one of self-pity. Instead, he’s confident and defiant. He writes:

We’ve rolled up and down the hills of Tuscany, squeezed into pubs in Ireland, explored narrow streets in Paris and Rome, gone to Red Sox games, had coffee in the sunshine in San Francisco, Portland, Chicago and Miami. And we’ve learned that alongside great loss we can still have a great life. We want it so badly, and we love it so much.

I’m not in a relationship at the moment, but if I should ever be so lucky, I hope my partner and I are as adventurous and unyielding as this couple.

Mar 102009
 

You might recall that I recently praised the NY Times for its great blogs. I need to qualify that praise after reading an entry in today’s Freakonomics blog taking issue with the “unintended consequences” of the Americans with Disabilities Act. Stephen Dubner writes about a verdict in a recent ADA lawsuit where a physician had to pay damages to a deaf patient for failing to provide a sign language interpreter. Dubner quotes details of the case from an obviously biased website that advocates for physicians. Dubner’s source bemoans the fact that interpreters are expensive and defends the physician for communicating with the patient via written notes. Fortunately, a little Googling unearths a more impartial recounting of the facts behind the case.

Dubner goes on to say that physicians will be less likely to serve patients with disabilities because of trial verdicts like this one, “[i]n which case a law designed to prevent discrimination will, yes, encourage discrimination.” It’s an argument I’ve heard before and it’s a cop-out; a weak excuse for softening laws like the ADA. The ADA is unique among federal civil rights laws in that it places affirmative duties on businesses both large and small. It’s not enough to simply be well-meaning; the business owner sometimes has to make reasonable accommodations for a customer or client. But this obligation is not without limit. Businesses don’t have to provide accommodations that would place an undue hardship on the business. What constitutes an undue hardship? That’s why we have juries.

Dubner wants to frame big jury verdicts as exacting an unintended “price of disability law”. But in the cases he cites, the law worked as it was supposed to. Civil rights laws without enforcement mechanisms are only so much happy talk. Physicians who refuse to see patients with disabilities are only creating more business for other physicians who rightly see accommodations as just another cost of doing business.

The only thing more troubling than Dubner’s post were the reader comments, which are illustrative of why we need laws like the ADA.