This is such a monumental moment, that I had to share it here.

“For every disabled kid who couldn’t get into the Tardis, this ramp is forever yours.” – Ruth Madeley

If you don’t understand how big this is, how much this matters. Then I don’t know if you understand what it really means to be denied access everywhere. To simply not be thought of for something you can’t control. To feel like you cause a problem just by being. The ramps inside were one thing. But there’s no denying what this is. No denying who it’s for. No denying we all matter.

I’ve gotten snappy at people poking holes in the Tardis having a ramp. I get it. They’re just asking the question. But this has been insanely validitating for me. Like I have to force myself not to tell random people. It makes me incredibly happy to be seen. And having people point flaws like with K9, who they obviously didn’t think about at the time, like that’s why they changed cameras. Or how the Darleks can get in, like making something accessible means you make bad things possible, is just completely missing the point. This isn’t some cool feature of the Tardis for me. This is access to space and time. This is what it means to have people see you as important enough to be included because they want to, not because they had to. Shirley didn’t even get in the Tardis. They didn’t at all need to have that scene. And yet? They did. Even if we never see it again, which I really hope we do, its there. And I just….. please.

If you’ve got some flaw in the ramp can just not

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