This morning I was sitting at my desk when someone in the office told a blind joke which wasn’t even funny enough to be keyed into this journal! Everyone laughed, except for one colleague who had a visitor with her from another department. When her visitor left, she said to the other colleague that he really shouldn’t have told that joke with a visitor in the room. she said it was as bad as telling a racist joke.
There then followed a very lively debate as the joke teller said that he wouldn’t dream of telling racist jokes. I didn’t mind the blind joke but decided to ask him why he felt it was acceptable to tell blind jokes. He was a bit uncomfortable then and more or less implied that he could get into trouble for telling racist jokes but not for telling disabled jokes.
It all boils down, once again, to the fact that disabled people in this country do not have the same rights as other minority groups. We are still seen as an object of humour and in the worst cases a nuisance. Anything that is done for us to make us more equal is almost viewed as a favour for us.
Until the DDA becomes law this will never change.