You know- I have a dream. I have a dream that one day all the people with 0% hearing, 10% hearing, 20% hearing, 30% hearing, cochlear implants, hearing aids, etc., with their squeaky voices, hearing aids ringing, and through bad interpreters- will be able to join hands (wait, not join hands) and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

In the 7th grade, I wore a pair of Adidas tennis shoes. White leather with grey stripes. I had a few different laces I would wear in them. Remember- the big fat wide laces? I was about 12 years old and I grew up in the ghetto spending my summers playing basketball at the court a block or two away. One day, some kid bigger than me, (yes, most of them were) walked up to me on the playground and told me that my shoes weren’t real Adidas. I couldn’t have been prouder when I picked up my shoe and let him read the brand on the sole: Adidas, baby! It was the summer of 1986. And I couldn’t have been more proud of the label I wore that day.

Even before that though, I can remember having to walk to the school 2 blocks behind my house, only to catch a bus to go to a school 3 miles away. Then there were kids who walked to the school that I was bussed to, and they caught a bus to go to the school that I came from. I think they called it- integration? I went there because I was white, they came here because they were black. Yeah, kinda like mainstreaming; it’s still school, you just have to wake up an hour earlier than everyone else.

And now in Michigan comes Proposal 2, which passed with about 58% of the vote, took effect Dec. 22. It amended the Michigan Constitution to ban public institutions, including universities, from giving preferential treatment based on race, gender, color, ethnicity or national origin.

Who knows, maybe someday there will be no preferential treatment based on disability. You know, no SSI/SSD. No Voc Rehab.

Labels are an important part of our lives, and here on DeafDC.com even, labels are an important way of identifying perspective and roles. But they’re a blessing and a curse. I love hanging out with my CODA pals and having that commonality, but am I insulting another person in my profession when I blow the CODA trumpet at work? I dunno…

Adam Stone wrote about his frustration re. the malfunction of his Cochlear Implant, and then he was getting brow beaten about having one. This brilliant guy- who is as Deaf as Deaf gets, some of you readers tried to discredit his deafness, or at least to qualify it, because he wore a cochlear implant. Like all the sudden Jesus came by, spit in the mud and wrote in it, then Adam could hear.

Dare I announce that a DeafDC.com blogger has great speaking skills, and sometimes, she even voices for herself? In public? Noooooooo, it can’t be, she seemed so, so… Deaf.

Deafness isn’t a state of hearing, it’s where your heart is.

This comment was made recently:

I personally view DeafDC.com’s tendency to be pro-IKJ and JF from time to time. I do not know why!

Then he continued to say-

My understanding is that the DeafDC.com people are largely coming from NTID.

Some are arguing for a new writer or two to be added to DeafDC.com’s rolls that are more culturally Deaf, you know- the infamous Deaf of Deaf. Yeah, we have Rob Rice, maybe you guys don’t think he’s Deaf enough? …and Barack Obama isn’t black enough. Anyone heard that argument lately?

We’re all part of sub-cultures that make up today’s society. But your score on your audiogram, do not make your opinions or perspectives on Deafness any less or more important than someone else’s, or you any more or less deaf than Heather Whitestone or Marlee Matlin. Different maybe, but your opinion isn’t worth more than theirs. They still have perspectives and I’m sure we could learn something from them. It’s when we embrace our differences that we can learn from each other.

It’s 11:45 p.m. on Martin Luther King’s birthday, and I’ve heard and read pieces of his infamous “I Have a Dream” speech several times throughout today.

“…one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.”

He wasn’t trying to bring the black children together with their various shading. He doesn’t say the “off whites, the tans, the taupes, the light browns, the chocolates…”

Usually at this point in my ramblings my friends say- “Geez Dave, what’s your point?” So here’s my point: I think when the d/Deaf community quits the fighting within, it’ll make huge leaps and bounds forward. Not just with University Presidents, but with truly equal access- even for the Deaf guy working the line at General Motors that hasn’t had an interpreter more than 15 times in 25 years. Why does that matter to me? Because that was my dad.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. -Dr. Martin Luther King

I would suggest to you that perhaps Dr. King in his brilliance and foresight assumed we would remember what was more important for the true freedom in a minority population- solidarity within. When we seek out the similarities that connect us, not the differences that seperate us, in that search we have found our fellow man.

In closing I would like to you leave you with another brief quote:

“Only very few ones who are vocal — they talk too much.” - Ridor


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