Sunday, July 27, 2014

The Power of Choices

When I go to a movie theater using my chair or walker, or when I go with wheelchair using friends, we usually can only sit in three or four different spots.  In smaller movie theaters, there is often only one spot that can accommodate a wheelchair user, resulting in an awkward dance of politeness or perhaps a duel to the death when - god forbid - there's more than one wheelchair user wanting to see the movie.  After my best friend (who blogs at The Squeaky Wheelchair) was forced to wedge herself sideways behind the back row of seats, nearly knocking off a fire extinguisher in the process, because the lone wheelchair spot was already occupied, we resolved to never go back to that local theater again.  But others aren't much better.  Sometimes the wheelchair seats are clustered together in one row, making those who need accessible seating feel like we've fallen into some sort of cripple ghetto.  Other times, in big multiplex theaters, there are theater rooms that aren't accessible (Roosevelt Field movie theater, I'm looking at you).  If the movie you want to see is in that theater, sorry, you're out of luck.  And of course no one ever thinks to mention when you're buying your ticket that the theater you're going to is up a flight of stairs...

It's not just movie theaters, either.  When I get on a public bus with my wheelchair, there is a grand total of two spots where I can sit.  Both of those spots require that the bus driver ask anyone sitting in those seats to move and then fold up the seats to create space for a wheelchair. People are usually quite annoyed when they are asked to move.  It's almost like there's no other spot for them to sit....oh wait, that's me!  I don't know of any other minority group that has to force people out of their seats just so they can ride the bus.

And if I'm traveling with, say, my boyfriend, who is a fellow wheelchair user, the absurdity is doubled.  Two wheelchair users, two wheelchair spots on the bus.  You do the math.  There is no room for error, no room for any other wheelchair users.  My boyfriend and I have sat at a bus stop and waved two perfectly good buses on without us, because the bus already had one wheelchair user on board.  On the flip side, I have seen drivers turn down other wheelchair users at a stop because they already had two wheelchair users taking up the spots.  And I have felt an irrational squirm of guilt for taking up one of those precious spots.

Sound familiar?  Black people didn't stand for being relegated to the back of the bus.  They weren't simply grateful that they could ride the bus at all.  They recognized what was happening as segregationist and discriminatory.  And they made change happen.  Have we become so complacent in the post-ADA generation that we fail to remember that we deserve the same rights as everyone else?  Have we become hangers-on, clutching at the coattails of the able, thankful just to be breathing the same air as them?

The power of able privilege is the power of choices.  You can sit in this seat or that seat.  You can sit in the front of the bus or the back.  You can go to that subway station or this one.  You can watch this movie or that one, never mind if they have captions or not.  You can read that book or this one, regardless of whether the book is available in an alternate format.  You have the luxury of moving through a world that presents an endless array of choices to you.

We have fought for and won our rights.  Now it's time for the post-ADA generation to take up the mantle of another fight - the fight for the right to have choices.


DanYellow said...

These sorts of problems might be even worse for invisible disabilities. Movies and their cinemas are legally required to have content warnings for violence and nudity, but when's the last time you saw a warning for flashing lights that could trigger epilepsy?

Becca_Boot said...

Two wheelchair spaces on the bus, positive luxury! In the UK there is pretty much only one space for a wheelchair (in the pram bay).

Rose said...

Was going to say the same, don't know a single bus, train or taxi which can take two wheelchairs together, unless you count long distance rail where you travel one at each end of the train and cannot speak to each other till you arrive. Most movie theatres have space for just one wheelchair also. The space on a bus is not tied down like the US version, you just get on and hope. Instead there is a pole which is meant to stop you sliding sideways but actually makes it near impossible to get in. Then you're forced to travel backwards and opposite a blocked window so you cannot see where you need to get off unless you have a 180 degree rotation of the neck. God forbid wheelchair users have disabled friends. Or need to get to work in a reliable fashion. Or are sick when travelling backwards. Or don't enjoy sitting by the stinking toilet on a 5 hour train journey. Sit there and be grateful we let you come at all. Oh, and one long distance bus service said no wheelchairs on the night service and that's meant to be ok cos I can travel in the day. Thanks for the choice!