Sometimes,
in my role as a cripple, I am called upon to bring a little sunshine into the
lives of those who are not crippled.
I’m
happy to do it. I feel as if it’s my duty to brighten up their day. One such
opportunity to spread a little sunshine arose not too long ago when I went to
the drug store to pick up some condoms. The condoms were beyond my reach so I
looked for a store clerk to assist me. I looked around. Whom would I select to have
their day brightened? I chose a young woman stocking shelves in the next aisle.
I led her to the condom rack. I pointed out the pack of condoms I wanted and
she took it down off the hook, all while maintaining her professional poker
face. But I knew that deep down inside she couldn’t wait to go home so she
could tell whomever she goes home to, “Guess what! Today I helped a crippled
guy buy condoms!”
So
now I look forward to buying condoms for more reasons than one. Next time I
think I’ll really give some lucky clerk an exciting story to tell by selecting
the extra-jumbo size condoms or something exotic like the mint-flavored French
ticklers. Or maybe I’ll buy a dozen condoms and come back the next day and buy
a dozen more.
By
doing this, I am not just spreading sunshine. I am also spreading cripple
awareness. Some cripples say everything a cripple does in public spreads
cripple awareness, even buying condoms. We can’t escape it. We are always
representing cripples whether we like it or not, so we have to be on our best
behavior. But sometimes I feel I can best spread true cripple awareness by
acting like an ass hole. I do this not on behalf of myself but on behalf of those
of my crippled brethren who happen to be ass holes. Their rights are often
overlooked.
But
true freedom for cripples will only be achieved when crippled ass holes have
the same rights as ass holes that can walk and talk and see and hear. This
doesn’t only apply to cripples. Take gay marriage, for example. The gay people
who speak up in public and file lawsuits for the right to marry seem to always
be in devoted, long term, supportive, committed relationships. But why can’t
any of them be ass holes? I mean, ass holes of every shape and size that are
heterosexual have the right to get married, right? They don’t have to reassure
everyone that they are wholesome and upstanding before they can get a license.
So why should gay people have to do it?
It’s
like when the ACLU stands up for free speech for the Nazis. Free speech means
free speech, even for the ass holes. So it goes when you let all the cripples
in. It’s a guarantee, as with every other population, that you will let some
ass holes in, too. It’s good to remind everybody of that every now and then.
And I’m the perfect guy to do it.
I wonder if the clerk imagined having sex with you. If I was a clerk at a drugstore, I'd imagine sex with every single person who bought condoms. My whole day would rock.
ReplyDeletesmartass cripple, i love you.
ReplyDeletei don't have a lot to say in this conversation, but i am reading and my life is a great deal sunshine-ier because you are here.
so thanks.
Rock on, Shameless. (Can I call you Shameless?) Love your blog. The only way assholes (crippled or otherwise) will achieve equality is through acceptance.
ReplyDeleteLead on a hole!
ReplyDeleteIrwin,
ReplyDeleteYou know how to say it plain and simple. Next time do buy the extra large condoms.
It's not the crippled assholes nor the big assholes that bother me. It's the loud and long winded assholes that bother me the most.
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