Archive for November, 2015


“Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.”~ Kurt Vonnegut

I’ve been so busy lately these days that I’ve not really had time to come here and share the ohhh so fabulous life of moi. But I promise you, that it is for a good reason. And mostly for your protection.

So as we begin to close the book on November 2015 and soar through December, there’s a tale for you.

Last night I was binge watching videos on YouTube. One led to another which led to another which led to another. None of it made any sense as the topic of the subject matter was not the same as the video before it.

I ended up watching this video called “Celebrity Wheelchair Challenge.”

The entire show was actually filmed in the UK and the “celebrities” were also from the UK. So I didn’t know any of them personally.

The challenge objective was for each person to go from point A to point B in just two days. Each individual had to remain in their wheelchairs and experience what it would be like to live day to day in a wheelchair.

I thought this would be interesting, or maybe entertaining. Instead I found myself in a world of anger, bitterness, and frustration.

By the end of the show, none of the participants had made it by the time given to them. All of them were late. The last person coming in almost a full hour late.

And it struck me. Watching these participants simply rising to their feet and walking away from the chair. I wept. And I wept bitterly.

One or two of the participants even went as far as to make comment that they never wanted to have that experience again. (Even though they have a new fond appreciation for those who have to do this every day.)

Listen here you sonofabitch, you can’t have it both ways!!

Throughout the program, even the participants were asking questions of OTHER people in wheelchairs …. what they should not have been asking. You’re IN one yourself, and you’ve got the guts to be asking questions which a vast majority of physically disabled people find offensive?

Never in a million years did I either want to slap some people so much or reach through and throttle folks by their neck so hard.

Never in my lifetime have I saw something that bothered me so much that the thoughts crawled through my brain that I wanted to collect as many wheelchairs as possible and distribute them to people that know me and say “If you wanna be friends, use this for a week. Then come back to me.”

All because of a soured ego.

There were other “Wheelchair Challenge” videos. I didn’t watch too many of them though. However it appeared that at the end of THOSE videos were the more sincere people who were showing appreciation.

So here we are, approaching what is supposed to be the “season of love” and all I can do is weep over a few people who acted stupid.

I realize that there’s a very long way to go in order to overcome the ignorance in this world about physical disabilities and what not. Including the treatment of people with the disability. And we may never get there in this lifetime. But we can hope. We can work one person at a time.

I can only do so much. I’ll never be able to reach those bastards that pissed me off last night. But I can reach others so that they learn and don’t end up saying stupid shit like last night.