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Irreverent humor, strong cast shine in tale from a disabilities home

 good kings bad kings by Susan Nussbaum (298 pages, $23.95)

good kings bad kings by Susan Nussbaum (298 pages, $23.95)

Susan Nussbaum was a 24-year-old student in Chicago on her way to acting class when she was hit by a car. Now near 60, she’s been confined to a wheelchair ever since, with only partial use of her arms. She became a respected playwright and a central activist in the city’s disability rights movement. She describes herself as a “furiously rebellious crip” (as in cripple).

It seems necessary to lay out these details about Nussbaum’s background before discussing her first novel. But doing so runs the risk of suggesting that the story – about a group of disabled kids in a grim Chicago nursing facility – hammers the reader with a strident agenda.

It doesn’t. Or, rather, it does, but with a vein of irreverent humor and a cast of characters so well drawn that the political message goes down easy. Nussbaum’s novel, winner of the PEN/Bellwether Prize for Socially Engaged Fiction, not only shines a light on a segment of society usually ignored, in art as well as life, but it’s also a really great read.

The story is told through the eyes of seven characters, all patients or employees of this institution for adolescents with disabilities.

The facility, called ILLC, is a place where, as a 15-year-old patient named Yessenia puts it, “they send people with physical challenges, but also retarded challenges, people been in accidents like brain accidents, or they’re blind or what have you. I do not know why they send us all to the same place but that’s the way it’s always been and that’s the way it looks like it will always be because I am in tenth grade and I been in cripple this or cripple that my whole sweet, succulent Puerto Rican life.”

The book opens with Yessenia, who has just arrived at ILLC after three months in juvie. She was sent there, she says, for “aggravating assault,” after fighting with a girl at school and whacking her in the face with her wheelchair’s footrest.

There’s also Mia, a timid girl with cerebral palsy who’s been abused by her parents; Mia’s boyfriend, Teddy, a wheelchair-bound 21-year-old who always wears a suit and tie; Ricky, the bus driver and one of the few employees here who has the kids’ backs; and Joanne, who became a quadriplegic after getting hit by a bus and now works in data entry at ILLC.

Joanne’s observations are smart and wryly funny. Unlike anyone else at ILLC, she has money, thanks to a settlement with the Chicago Transit Authority. She’s aware that having cash makes her life immeasurably easier than that of any of the kids she sees on the job – she can hire her own driver, for instance, and live independently.

“There are poor people,” she notes, “and then there are poor disabled people. One of those things suck, but both together suck stratospherically.”

All of the patients have little or no control over their fate. The most heart-wrenching passages in the book describe the abuse that continues for some of the more vulnerable kids at the hands of the staff. One particularly insidious houseparent named Louie inexplicably has it in for some of the worst-off, including Teddy. When locking Teddy into the notoriously smelly “time-out” room, Louie notes, “I can be a good king or I can be a bad king,” then walks out. He’s chosen to go with the latter.

A terrible – but avoidable – accident is a turning point, instigating the kind of protest one can imagine Nussbaum organizing.

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