2016 – it is and always going to be a way to dispose human beings, just because they happen to be different from the mainstream or the majority.
Records for more than two or three thousand years talk about how babies and children would be abandoned because they happen to be different – the most obvious are the physical differences and the least obvious would be the sensory differences; nonetheless, de nada baby be gone!
There will be cultures who cherished their people who were different; giving them status equivalent to an elder or medicine man/woman. Those cultures understood what it means to be spiritually connected; a lesser chance for the disposal of such quality of being.
It is unfortunate that after such a long history, we – the different, the despised, the minority – are still disposable. The video below describes the impact of homelessness and how we regard it as individuals and as a global society.
I have to be honest here – I was ready to disregard the video until ‘disposable human’ came into a conversation. It hit me. I am a disposable deaf human being according to the medical profession. I am a disposable bilingual human being according to White America (and so it happens, I am white). I am a disposable female human being despite outnumbering males and so on. I am entirely disposable.
A disposable human being that under all this – I bleed as red as anyone on this world just as the disposable homeless bleeds red on the street.