Trouble Is Everywhere

There's a thing going around right now where certain government have decided to move to a charity-based model on public services such as libraries, schools, hospitals, and services for vulnerable populations such as disabled people.

Funny this should come up right now when I've been examining the impact of funding-related decisions such as this on educational facilities for students with disabilities in the late 19th Century. You know, when a lot of Victorians got together and went "This whole funding of public services such as libraries, schools, hospitals, and services for vulnerable populations such as disabled people needs to stop being charity based and come out of taxes."

Funding based on charity appeals is not just bad for Institutions, and it is not just bad for the people served by these Institutions. It also has long-term problems for society.

So, let's talk about my area of expertise: residential-based schooling for children with disabilities.

When the Asylum for the Blind needed to struggle constantly for money, a large part of their activities were based on, in essence, begging for money to support the school. They were constantly having to turn down applicants because they didn't have the funding to take on any more students. They couldn't effectively budget because charitable fundraising is always a crap-shoot that could end up with far too little money to feed the children in their care. They were very limited in what new programs they could introduce, had limited success in retaining teaching staff, and were unable to send their staff to other Institutions to learn how to teach blind students.
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Honestly, though, my meeting with Dr T. last week went very well, she gave me good advice. I haven't taken that advice yet (there's been a lot of non-thesis stuff keeping me from doing thesising), but her calmly laying things down as she did was very helpful to my thinking.

Still, though, this thing is kicking my ass, and I'm rather resentful of it.

The knuckles and the like on my right hand have actually swollen up quite badly after the past few weeks of fevered note-taking in the archives, so I've been typing all day with just my left hand. Which sounds obscene now that I've written it. Damn you, internet.

I've decided the best way to deal with this is to go see a movie and eat popcorn with lots of salt and pretend there's no deadlines.

(Then I'll come home and panic because that is my new response to everything. "I went to the library!" *panic* "I ate food!" *panic* I typed up notes about my research! *panic*. Fun times.)

Yes, yes, I'll see a doctor. Later. After the popcorn. At least I have to take the weekend off because the archives are closed for Natal Day.