City of Steel

Tuesday, March 13, 2012


Blast Furnace No 4
Night falls. The dark seashore spits flame, burns with a million lamps. 

The clang and boom and roar of the mills never cease, never slacken�.

For this is a city with one urgent purpose.

Day and night, weekday and weekend, to make iron; to make iron into steel; to make enough steel. 

Steel for Britain. Steel from a dozen different lands. Steel for the world. 

Steel from Wales.




Description of 'City of Steel'- Port Talbot steelworks. From a publication by the Steel Company of Wales Limited

Steel Coil
Photographs by Dr Louise Miskell, Swansea University

Wales at Work

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

The Powering the World project recently featured on BBC Wales' Wales at Work programme. 

You can hear me talk about the importance of Welsh business archives. One of our employability students also shares her experience working with the records of Old Castle Tinplate Company.

The programme is available here for the next few days (from 19 minutes in). 

Cure Industry Tactics: Have They Changed?

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

I have been cleaning out my office for weeks. I have sold many books and discarded 30 years worth of academic journals in order to free up shelf space. This has led me to find all sorts of things tucked into books. Below is one image I came across

Before I deconstruct this image let me state in no uncertain terms a cure for spinal cord injury is a laudable goal. Given the choice between life with or without paralysis I would choose not to be paralyzed. I suspect every person with a spinal cord injury would say the same thing. The point I want to make very clear is I am not opposed to a cure for spinal cord injury. However, I am opposed to the fund raising tactics used by foundations dedicated to a cure. I worry about how such tactics impact the lives of people with a disability. This is especially true since the vast majority of fund raising methods continue to rely on a dated charity model of disability.

The image above is 12 years old. So yes it is dated. But keep in mind this was published well after the ADA was passed. A time when I was supposedly awarded equal rights. I have no doubt the ad was effective because it relied on preconceived ideas about disability and wheelchair use. What this ad effectively does is laud walking as the one and only means of locomotion. Walking is good wheelchair use is bad. Thus all people that use a wheelchair dream of walking running and making love. The blunt message is pity people with a spinal cord injury. They cannot do what we take for granted--walk, run and make love. I assure you some 34 years after I took my last step walking and running never crosses my mind. As for the making love, well I am a red blooded American male and enjoy sex. And yes paralyzed men and women have sex and enjoy it. Why we can even reproduce! My son is evidence of that fact.

I hate to burst the bubble of the bipedal masses but I do not dream about walking some day. Walking is simply not relevant. Indeed, as I have stated many times walking is highly over rated. No, what I think about is the injustice ads such as the one above foster. The toughest part of wheelchair use is not the fact I cannot walk. It is the social and architectural barriers I encounter every time leave my home. It is the social and the needless architectural barriers I rail against. This is in my estimation a realistic goal worth fighting for--equality. Equality is what we people with a disability want--not some platitudes about a cure for paralysis. We people with a disability want to go to work, own a home, have a job, kids, education and all the other mundane things that make up life in American society. We want to go out the door of our home and not be subject to baseless prejudice and stigma. We want to travel and not be forced to make a dozen phone calls to determine if a building or bus service is accessible. We do not want to think about access all the time. We want to go grocery shopping and not have mothers yank their kids hand and say "watch out for the wheelchair". We want to be ordinary, equal to others. But ordinary we are not. So if there is something I dream about it is the day when I can relax and go anywhere and not worry about negative social interactions. I do want to be told I am an amazing person because I can get my wheelchair in and out of my car. This is utterly dehumanizing. Simply put I am a sentient human being. I would like to be treated as such. This is not too much to ask. It is in fact what I dream about.
 

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