$20 received, thank you so much! Now at $215 of $700, but I've only got 3 hours to reach rent!

Can anyone else please match that $20, or even send $5? Anything helps- including sharing widely.

Thanks for the thread! My rent is coming down to the wire again and I'm not quite 2/7 of the way there.

Any help would make a big difference!

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So many gamers don't believe gaming should be for everyone and feel inconvenienced by disabled teammates.

To honor Alice—and all our disability ancestors—is to keep building that connective tissue she described. To love fiercely, politically, on purpose. To ensure the filaments they left behind continue to glow in us, and through us, long after the world has forgotten their names. We won’t.

Alice helped us see that legacy as ballast. A grounding force. A reminder that none of us are doing this alone, and none of us ever were. The future we fight for is stitched together with the lessons and loves of those who came before.

Disability ancestors aren’t gone; they accompany us. In our organizing, in mutual aid, in the awkward joy of surviving another day that wasn’t designed for us. They’re in every access met, every gentle reminder to slow down, every firm refusal to abandon one another.

Her work was a reminder that memory is not passive. It’s an active practice of tending to the filaments she described—those blazing threads that glow warm with the people who shaped us. To tend them is to extend them. To extend them is to refuse the isolation the system relies on.

Alice showed us how to honor that inheritance: by activating it, by actively practicing the kind of solidarity that keeps us tethered to one another. By making more space, more access, more possibility—especially for those who are told they’re “too much” or “too complicated.”

When we talk about disability ancestors, we’re not talking about some distant, abstract lineage. We’re talking about people who fought, organized, wrote, dreamed, and survived alongside us. People who left us tools, strategies, jokes, tenderness, and a politic were responsible for carrying forward.

Alice reminded us that these bonds are world-making. They are the underground architecture that lets us survive a political order that treats disabled life as disposable. She insisted on holding disabled brilliance close, refusing the erasure capitalism demands.

In disability communities, grief isn’t episodic. It’s cumulative. It layers. It reverberates. We lose people who should’ve had decades more time—because the world is engineered to wear us down. And yet, in that same world, disabled people keep building life with one another anyway.

$20 received! I'm deeply grateful- it brings me to $195, with about 13 hours left until $700 rent is due.

(I goofed the time in the above post, had 14 hours, but that's very little difference.)

Can you be the next one to chip in? Who can match that last $20, or even send $5?

Please keep sharing!

Take care.

A huge amount of death has entered my life right now in the amount of people dying. My heart is with all of you suffering from grief right now – communities and families being shaken up. Stay safe. Stay strong. You get through this together.

These are folks who talk over any disabled person they encounter to demonstrate their knowledge of lived disabled experiences. They speak for their children and diminish that child’s existence by inflating their own egos. They brag about their advocacy for the community while they do so so much harm