today i’m a …

disabled cunt.

yep that’s what i feel like.

dis-fucking-abled.

most of the time i thoughtfully & purposefully take the time to re-write that script in my head, so i can come up with some clever fucking way of not feeling ‘out of the ordinary’, or disabled.

but there are a lot of fucking times when its virtually impossible to suck it up & change the narrative.

cos it is what it fucking is & its fucking annoying.

no i’m not in a fucking wheel chair & yes i should count my blessings, apparently. & no, being in a wheel chair doesn’t mean its the end of the fucking world either.

but i’m feeling for the peeps, like myself, today … who can’t do ‘mainstream living’ even if they wanted too.

why the sad sack tantrum?

today i wanted a burger.

not a job. not a car. not a house. not a sense of purpose. not racial equality.

no. just a simple fucking burger.

& the food truck with the burgers i like, is in our little town today. yippie.

EXCEPT:

its surrounded by literally hundreds of ‘fun run’ fuckers who aren’t interested in the fatty contents of said burgers, but whose ‘fun-running’ takes precedence in this fucking world. the cunts.

as much as i have progressed (well i fucking try anyways), & i can mingle a little; & i know how to take my panic fuck down from an 8 to a 3 with not as much effort as previously was needed … i am nowhere near ‘able-bodied’ enough to manoeuvre hundreds of hypo fitness fucks, in the daylight, by myself, to get a fucking burger.

nope.

no can do.

& instead of finding the positive in all of that clusterfuck, i’m fucked off, & thats it.

imagine if it was an easy thing – to feel so sure of oneself & the inclusivity that this world is afforded them, that Moi & peeps like Moi, were able to think … oh, i have *pts(d)* (insert whatever ‘disabled’ label thus likes here), but i know this ‘*function / event / restaurant / school / road / walkway ….*’ will cater to my needs somewhere in there, because thats the kinda cunts we are in this country … we’re inclusive cunts … oh yeah … so inclusive its just radiating out of our asses!!

NOT.

& so yeah … i’m fucked off.

i’m burger-less, disabled & fucked right the fuck off.

fuck pts(d). but fuck the system more,  that never will include & cater for everyone, no matter who we are & what we do.


kpm ©


 

able ‘bodied’?

what does that even mean … to be ‘able-bodied’?

according to the dictionary, it means one is healthy or not physically disabled.

but what the fuck does that really mean?

does that mean that mentally able is not included in ‘physically’ able?

cos where i come from, its all part of the same package.


kpm ©


 

Link

Pending thoughts: Ableism and its discontents.

Thoughts on ableism:

Excerpt: “But the fact remains, this is a society for the “able bodied” and the “mentally sound,” and this fact is attributable to thoughtlessness conditioned by a disgusting level of unspoken malice. There are philosophers who argue that the disabled should be treated as a lesser class of persons. Even if we remove sentimentality from the equation, I consider such openly and willfully malicious persons to not only lack a basic sense of humanity, but to lack a basic idea of what it means to be human. Such persons undoubtedly think they are liberating the human species from a “burden” by consigning the disabled to a lower place in the great chain of being. They want to privilege what they see as strength and effectiveness. I would argue, that humanity is not only not held back by prioritizing the dignity of those whose conditions of life give them different needs, but, that the ability to do this is among the highest human vocations.”

Source: Pending thoughts: Ableism and its discontents.

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