Call RantWoman a leader and....

#DisabilityPrideMonth

 This Blind Leadership thing is off to a good start:

"Is there a dress code for the week?"

"Most of the week is business casual but (for one event) please dress like you are going to church. No beachwear!"

Um, 

1. In the age of #DEI / #DEIA (Diversity equity and Inclusion / Diversity Equity Inclusion and Accessibility" maybe you should not assume a. that everyone participates in any kind of faith community and b. that whatever faith community someone may participate in, it might or might not be called church."

2. "No beach wear?" Have you SEEN what some people wear on Sunday morning, not even to mention wells of spiritual nurture such as "beer and hymns" or NPYM Annual Session?

3. There's that bit in the lovely pre-event materials which RantWoman has had the luxury of reformatting into her preferred flavors of large print about "challenge the process," but just how much of the thoughts above really must make it out of RantWoman's mouth?

RantWoman is not called to parade around in her beachwear and in fact is glad to have a reason to wear some of RantMom's tonier birthday presents. RantWoman could stand to upgrade some haberdashery: a certain red Stetson has to stay home and RantWoman has yet to hit the perfect African American Church lady chapeau. But clothing isn't the half of it. 

"..fun facts..?"

"fun facts suitable for this audience"

"...good trouble..."

"You absolutely have my permission to give them my name..."

What? You mean people are not born knowing how to think about accessibility?

NO, RantWoman, they are NOT and you do not get to beat up on them for not knowing when you need to find GENTLE paths...

Leadership lessons from (fomenting civil disorder)?

RantWoman seriously feels responsibility both to blind/ vision impaired kids growing up and all the elders aging into blindness to take the whole exercise seriously.

And RantWoman needs to digress if only to keep from drowning in seriousness:

There must have been someone famous in the very late 1800's / very early 1900's named Malvina. There was a a woman named Malvina (pronounced Mal VINE a) at the Baptist Church of RantWoman's youth. And then there is Malvina Reynolds who gets several links here just to give RantWoman another meditation about how much to say where.

Malvina Reynolds It isn't nice

Malvina Reynolds I don't mind failing

Malvina Reynolds Wikipedia