I was once forced to attend a disability awareness training session and it was like pushing heated needles through my eyes.
You WILL use the words we choose and you WILL NOT use the language of which we disappprove.
We were instructed never to use the word ” handicap”, because it came from “cap in hand”. The fact that this was completely untrue was irrelevant. What was important was the feeling that it might be true. The feeling.
I’m heartily sick of all this PC indoctrination. I’ve had it with humourless idiots who don’t get the joke. I’m tired of fools telling me what words I can and can’t use.
The guy who gave the course was blind, and that’s fine by me. I don’t care what he can or can’t see. That’s his business and I’ll help him any way I can if I meet him in the street, just like I’ll help anyone with a handicap. I personally happen to have a handicap, though luckily it only flares up every so often, but when it does, I’m a cripple. Not differently-abled. Not with special needs. I’m crippled and anyone who tries to touchy-feely my handicap can fuck off.
Now, while we’re on the subject of blind people, I had a great idea. The blind guy who gave that course explained how expensive it is to train guide dogs. How short their lives are. How important it is to treat them like slaves, ignore them, don’t pet them and make them sleep in the corner when you don’t need them.
To my way of thinking, that doesn’t seem like a good way to treat a dog, and so I thought, What about doing it differently?
Here’s my idea, and I think it’s going to make us all rich.
Guide Immigrants for the Blind.
Cheaper and better. No social welfare. No hostels. Sleep in the corner. Live longer. No expectations.
Forget dogs. This is the future of blindness.