A Writer's Notebook, Day Nine-Hundred-And-Forty-Six

I wrote a bit yesterday about the idea of creating some type of device to help me in signing books, and mentioned that I had concerns relating to the issue.  I know this is an area that is thorny, and I do have some sense about it.  Earlier today, for example, my brother showed me a video about a piece of technology that is, on the surface, rather intriguing.  The concept was a robotic sixth finger that is controlled through some form of biofeedback, creating an experience of integration with the device.  Now, this is very interesting, of course, and the technology itself is amazing, but I also saw it as a rather upsetting project.  

I am certain that many would not understand my response, but I can explain it quite simply.  As a person who has a disability, and who has known numerous people with disabilities, including a number who use prosthetic devices, their is something insulting, even cruel, about the notion that this kind of technology should be put to use enhancing people who do not have issues, especially when many of the problems disabled individuals face are human-made, or, at least, human-worsened.

Now, for me, I know that my reason for wanting this device is genuine, and is a response to disability, but I am seeing that from my perspective.  The issue is complex, and while I do have a real need, I want to find a way to fulfill that without making anyone feel disrespected.  I am certain that I will be able to accomplish that, though it will require increasing my knowledge on these topics so I can consider the matter more fully.

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