Monthly Archives: July 2013

A Bit of an Update, and Some Positive Gains!

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When last I posted, my chief concern was the possibility that the local Council on Aging and Disability might be considering removing me from their client list. That could put a big stick in my spokes, so I spent some time on the phone with the supervisor of my case at the Council. I think she’s a decent sort, one who recognizes the inherent flaws in the system and who like many is trying to change things for the better from within.

Apart from the alarm in her voice at finding I’d heard about these ‘budget cuts’ and querying me about my sources…which I respectfully declined to answer; no journalist reveals his/her sources…it was an interesting and somewhat reassuring talk.

My supervisor assured me that while the Council is indeed under all kinds of pressure to cut costs and minimize outlays, a person with as legitimate a need as mine for the services they provide, especially at the minimal level I use, need not worry about being removed. Yes, they’re cutting costs and taking a good hard look at each case to assure that obvious players who are gaming the system and don’t actually need help are removed, there aren’t any plans to remove me.

That’s good news, but it doesn’t change the fact that the vast empire of debt and death (as Chris Duane aptly puts it) is collapsing, the dollar is fast losing its status as the world’s reserve currency, and sooner or later I will be left to fend for myself as it falls apart.

I’m glad the urgency is reduced, but it also doesn’t change the fact that I just won’t be physically able to fend for myself until my liberty of movement’s restored. I try and keep as upbeat as possible, but I confess this confinmement is doing me damage. I am well aware that I have some of the best friends and allies trying to help me get free, but there are times when I have to fight off periods of despair as  my life continues to bleed out, never to be regained. Then, too, there’s the frustration that I’m certain that I can make a difference even in a minor way…once I’m released. The to-do list of things I feel compelled to address, from establishing a dynamic relationship with the local county sheriff’s office, to following up on essays I’ve written, to confronting politicians and functionaries at the state Capitol and nearby counties, grows all the time.

Being human, the bleak reality does at times threaten to overwhelm me, I confess, especially in the quiet watches of the night when I’m alone with my thoughts. These moments pass sooner or later, and I often remind myself that I’m most definitely not alone in this, that hundreds of people of good will have contributed…and more are coming as I can reach them. Patience is something I’m learning more about all the time, and remembering that all the good I’ve seen so far is sure no fluke, especially since my appeal to the public is completely voluntary and no one owes me a thing…yet they choose freely to help. THAT is a big comfort.

Still, I have to remind everyone that the job’s not done yet. But apart from any altruistic impulses I’m giving donors an outlet for, there’s plenty of quid pro quo to help persuade the public to help thanks to the wonderful musical talents who’ve provided their creations to include in the thank-you package for everyone donating $4 or more, and April Reigne is contributing another copy of the Constitutional cases and materials book for the next Grand Prize drawing in a month or thereabouts. Brian Shadis’ superb work in crafting the above banner graphic makes it all more eye catching…thank you, Brian!…so no matter that I may get bummed from time to time, I know in my heart this effort’s going to succeed. Hey, it’s my life here, and as the cliche goes, ‘failure is not an option!’

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New Challenge…and a Threat.

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The July challenge ended last night, a disappointingly low number of donors but they’ll all be getting the thank you package, a zip file with the four original songs listed in my original post on the Challenge plus a small thank you note I put together. We held the drawing for the winner of the Constitution cases and materials book live on WeROAR, congratulations to the generous donor and winner Franklin!

We’ll be running another challenge, I’m not yet sure of how long precisely yet, but all details will be provided here and you can be assured all of the donors will be kept on record. I gotta tell you, this time I really hope we complete the goal, since there’s been a new development. One that can threaten my life along with my 75 year old mom’s.

You see, for the past several years I’ve been dependent on the Greater Nashville Regional Council Area Agency on Aging & Disability to provide a helper every week to do light housekeeping and more importantly, grocery shopping and pharmacy pickups. Now the word through the grapevine is that they’re planning to wipe me off their rolls soon, precisely why I’m not sure.

But the fact is that not only is my life in limbo, I can’t get out to do all of those thousands of things healthy people do, and of course can’t interact with the public to promote liberty in public, not to mention doing what I can to out unconstitutional acts and corruption on the part of politicians…but now my one link to food and medecine is being threatened. My mom at 75 has never fully recovered from the fall she took at her last job that took her out of the workforce and left her in constant leg, hip and foot pain, so since she isn’t driving either, the loss of the home help threatens her as directly as it does me. It’s ironic, while I subsist on permanent disability income, I’m still very much a taxpayer, from property taxes to all the other sales taxes and fees that all of you are stuck with. It looks like while the City of Nashville will still be happy to take those monies from me, the benefit will be going to someone else.

I didn’t like it in my healthy days, so you can imagine how I feel now that I’ve become dependent on the help I’ve paid for for years, and am still paying for…help that may be whisked away at some faceless bureaucrat’s whim.

Now, please, is the most critical time to finish this fundraising project. Along with all those things I haven’t been able to do, now if the home help is withdrawn I’ll have no way to put food on the table. Details will follow as I learn more.

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