It can now be revealed that the colossal post-in-process of which I spoke yesterday pertained to having Multiple Sclerosis and the horrors of navigating the Social-Security disability process and how I could live in nearly ANY other country and not have to worry about the affordability and accessibility of healthcare. I'm happy to say that I have discarded said post, even though it had already occupied hours of my time--in part because I feel such anger toward the various hamfisted forces of bossiness obscuring the most-precious aspects of being a Human Person, that I can't even subject myself to it. It's taken way too much energy already. I hope that you understand.
Showing posts with label SSDI. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SSDI. Show all posts
1.11.2012
12.26.2011
Afoot Ahead Ago (Go)
(FROM EARLY APRIL, 2011)
Another indigestible specimen of world-class conundrum?
Appealing a rejected filing for disability. Wanna know why?
In America, at least, to have a disability is to contradict the allegedly robust American spirit, to somehow disrupt the free-market feudalism that has, evidently, "gotten us to where are" while "paving the way to a better tomorrow." So, it's both afoot and ahead. And it's hogwash. Prosperity is as esoteric and subjective a term as you can get.
Stay on topic, Benb.
Okay. Disability. If you've gone to school for years and years, and you fall ill, then it's stated that you're not disabled if you can do any work. Like an erstwhile biochemist isn't disabled if he or she can be a greeter at Wal-Mart. Not that any job for which you're "overqualified" will humor you in the slightest. It has been, and doubtless will be, suggested that there is a body of laws to prevent malfeasance in this department, but I'll generalize here by saying directly that bureaucracies tend toward a lack of trust in terms of things that haven't happened to them empirically or measurably. And it's simply out of cruel, punitive self-interest.
While there is much more to say about this, I am afraid that I'll have to finish later.
Another indigestible specimen of world-class conundrum?
Appealing a rejected filing for disability. Wanna know why?
In America, at least, to have a disability is to contradict the allegedly robust American spirit, to somehow disrupt the free-market feudalism that has, evidently, "gotten us to where are" while "paving the way to a better tomorrow." So, it's both afoot and ahead. And it's hogwash. Prosperity is as esoteric and subjective a term as you can get.
Stay on topic, Benb.
Okay. Disability. If you've gone to school for years and years, and you fall ill, then it's stated that you're not disabled if you can do any work. Like an erstwhile biochemist isn't disabled if he or she can be a greeter at Wal-Mart. Not that any job for which you're "overqualified" will humor you in the slightest. It has been, and doubtless will be, suggested that there is a body of laws to prevent malfeasance in this department, but I'll generalize here by saying directly that bureaucracies tend toward a lack of trust in terms of things that haven't happened to them empirically or measurably. And it's simply out of cruel, punitive self-interest.
While there is much more to say about this, I am afraid that I'll have to finish later.
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