and at the going down of the sun and in the morning we shall remember them lest we forget

Does this Buddhist writer glorify war? Hell no! Do I think violence is the answer? Again no! But a very smart man once said “all that is needed for evil to prosper is for good men to do nothing.”

The RSL, an Australian group called The Returned Soldiers League is at its heart, and by the very nature of its existence, an honorable and worthy organization. They support our returned troops, the families of the fallen, purchase medical equipment for veterans who cannot and in these times of the goverment stepping all over, not only itself but those who put them in power, we have the disgusting situation of veterans putting their lives on the line for country with politicans too gutless to put theirs on the line in the Parliament to make sure those returning have whatever they need, so the RSL steps in.

As the readers of this blog can see I’m not into hating the RSL, my grandmother and father lost siblings in both the 1st and 2nd World Wars. One uncle died in the 2nd World War, my father and many relatives were in Korea, my stepfather is a returned veteran and hero of Her Majesty’s Forces. Beyond that my brothers and brother-in-law’s all served with honor in Vietnam and another uncle is a retired Special Forces Commander from that same war. As you can see I’m from a family who have proudly served.

Here’s the problem, like so many groups overloaded with so much, the RSL still have survivors from www2 and yet currently have soldiers in Afghanistan. The RSL will give them a wheelchair  and anything else they may need.  Yet when that same soldier recovers enough that he wants to go to his nearest RSL club for companionship with others who served and a nights etertainment the problems begin. While there are disabled facilities all through the club including elevators and bathrooms when the loud speaker over the din of poker machines announces “the next courtesy bus is leaving in 15 minutes,” the problem becomes evident.

Upon enquiry, I was to discover that any pensioner, citizen or drunk, whether they ever served can be picked up from home and brought to the club and dropped off free of charge at the end of the night! Wonderful, I put my name down, had a great night, heard the call and rolled toward the bus only to be told that sorry, the RSL, the group that exists for the returned soldier, the wounded hero, will buy them the wheelchair but won’t let them on the bus because they didnt buy the right insurance. It doesnt cover the wheelchair bound?

If I’m a truck driver who carries cattle from Darwin to Adelaide my insurance covers cows? Common sense, right?  If I’m a taxi owner it covers passengers, but one of the largest veterans groups in the world established originally to solely help those returned but less fortunate says Rosa Parks could ride the front of this bus but you can’t?

In closing, RSL this is probably the most disgusting mistake you could ever make. If one of our soldiers was refused a ride on that damn bus in front of me, like I was because of my chair, I’d lift them on and drive the thing myself.  While your happy to drive the town drunk but not a hero in a wheelchair you should hang your head in shame.

Bloody well respect their existence or expect the resistence of every caring Australian.

Author: disabledaccessdenied

I am a disabled woman who through no fault of my own has wheels under my ass. I rely on the decency and common sense of local, state and federal goverments, as well as the retail community to abide by the disabled access laws and provide adequate ramps, disabled toilets, and not use them as store rooms or broom closets. This blog exists to find the offenders and out them, inform them, and report them if necessary and shame them into doing the right thing when all else fails.

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