Disabled accessibility

…as opposed to accessibility for disabled.

Every day I bump into somewhere that is inaccessible, maybe not to me but then to someone else with a different kind of disability. when I say inaccessible I am not only talking about physical structures like buildings or transport or places like bathrooms. There are many things that are inaccessible as well. It might as well be a website like this one – and to be quite honest, I could be pointing my finger at myself here. I have never explored how my blog is accessible to the blind, for instance. And it could be any other sort of communicative device or medium that most of us take for granted.

Lack of access is not in and of itself discriminatory. I am one of those who have a certain level of understanding when it comes to e.g. historical buildings. I live in a city where they abound and I love living here despite the fact that there are places that I will never be able to visit. But at the same time, to my great delight, I am seeing more and more of them being retrofitted so they are accessible. And to a great extend I also have some compassion for how it is not always possible. There is a very small renaissance royal castle here that would be virtually destroyed if elevators were installed.

I am not so radical that I will demand everywhere completely accessible, to me that is a pipe dream. What really does make my bristles stand on end, though, is when I see how new building designs are made in a fashion where disabled people are forced to use a ‘special’ entrance because they didn’t think accessibility into the design to begin with. I am sure they often do it for aesthetic reasons, but I have yet to see an architect leave out the stairs for those reasons. Most of the time accessibility seems more like an afterthought which means that an elevator or some hideous ramp is ‘glued’ to the backside of the building without being part of the original design. So not only is it mismatched with that sort of thing, it also doesn’t matters that it might take ridiculously long time for the disabled to get into wherever it is they are going. Personally have I seen some pretty funky places when I have gone to some venue, museum or whatever, living quarters, offices, storage rooms, you name it.

So today when I ran across one of these ‘special’ entrances to a fairly new building, I couldn’t help thinking about a relic from my childhood. Growing up in a city where most of the residential buildings are from late 19th and early 20th century, I used to regularly encounter signs at the foot of wide swooping staircases that read something like this:

“Servants, delivery men and children must use the back entrance”

No ‘please’. It was obviously not necessary to be polite to such groups of sub-humans. These entrances would in most cases lead directly into the kitchen that in those days had a purely utilitarian purpose making it crammed and dark and smelly. And they were used for carrying all kinds of stuff up and down from the apartments, like garbage, coal and human waste (before the water closet was invented) I know it was not just in Copenhagen that this sort of signage could be seen, there is a strong tradition in the western world for having undesirables be out of sight unless they were needed. Not to mention all the ones that were not even allowed into our structures.

Making unnecessary special entrances for the disabled is no different than making delivery boys and servants use the back entrance. These sorts of entrances send mixed messages to the community at large. On the one hand are they show the proprietors as being thoughtful of the disabled people who want to use their establishments. On the other hand they are sending a message to the disabled community that even though they need not feel like they aren’t welcome they are not truly valued on equal terms and that their participation is more of an addendum than something that was thought of from the start. And by not being valued as participants we are not really valued as individuals with equal rights.

In some ways this sort of attitude is more insidious than those places both physical and virtual, where there is no accessibility at all. The completely inaccessible places are easily recognized as being discriminatory where these sorts of places are practicing a much more subtle and surreptitious kind of discrimination, one that most people will not even recognize or think about.

After I had passed the place with the hideous elevator addition I knew I would write this blog post. But another project kept nagging me. I felt inspired by the “Servants, delivery men and children must use the back entrance” sign of my childhood. And I thought to myself, why not make a “No disability access” sign that we can put up in those places where we are barred entry for whatever reason? Why not create a universally recognized sign that made it obvious to everybody that we are not welcome?

And immediately I knew what it should look like. Thanks to pictograms people worldwide have a common language for these kinds of things. So I set to it and created my image. As you can see it is pretty simple and I have found no other sign like it anywhere, so I have registered it under a ‘Creative Commons’ license which means that anybody can use it if they wish to.

Disabled, no entry copy

Once I have the time I will have a bunch of stickers made with the image so I can put them up wherever I feel the need for it. So if you want some drop me a note and I will get a bigger order. Otherwise you can always see the pictures I take of the places I will honor with this beautiful pictogram.