Well now, I've suggested something similar with this for years, excepting rather than conscripting people, utilizing all those with first-class tickets riding in the parlor car of the disability gravy train.
Everyone has his uses, if one looks for them.
The subway cat--I hope everyone remembers the gone-away undergroundpanther primitive--for example could be given a stick with a nail on one end, and sent out to pick up the litter on the sidewalks and streets of Baltimore. She wouldn't even need one of those bright orange safety vests so as to appear obvious.