Stop commenting on people’s mobility aids. I don’t care if they look too young to use it. I don’t care if they don’t look like they really need it. I don’t care if they’re not using it like you’d expect them to. You know nothing about their body or why they use it. Them using their mobility aids in public is not bothering anyone. Leave them alone.
Oooh, I saw this in a Vsauce video! This is called Lahaina Noon and it literally only happens in Hawaii, a couple of times a year around late spring and early summer, generally in May and June.
The even has led to this sculpture, called Sky Gate, by Isamu Noguchi
when i was a kid, a gym teacher did a really awful ableist thing to me
we were supposed to run laps, and doing a certain number of laps earned a certain letter grade
i could walk (not run) one lap if i tried hard. two was a d.
i said “what about me” and she said “those are the grades”
so i decided that fuck it i was gonna pass today
i did two laps
i was literally close to fainting by the time i near-collapsed and asked her “what grade did i get” and she said “a d”
i’ve told lots of people this and they’ve all said “that’s fucked up” and a few people have said “so did you sue” etc.
but it wasn’t until i had physical therapy THIS YEAR that someone–and this someone is an able-bodied dude whose fucking life is exercise and sports–said to me “well, of course you were tired. you couldn’t move in ways that optimized the energy you were putting into making those movements. you literally worked harder than anyone else on that field.”
no one had ever told me THAT.
if someone doesn’t recognize that something “small” took all your energy be proud of yourself ANYWAY.
These kinds of responses are my FAVORITE. Some examples to answers to this question I have heard:
1.
“Okay, and who’s the president?”
“Obama, no wait, shit *vehemently* fuck, I hate him… what’s his name…”
“It’s okay, you know who he is.”
2.
“Who’s the president?”
“*drunkenly angry and confused* ..uhhhhhhh…Orange… damn it what’s the fuck’s name….
“Yup, good enough.”
3.
“And who’s the president,”
“Not fuckin’ Obama!”
“I feel ya.”
4.
“Who’s the president- wait, nevermind you’re from Korea you said, right? So who’s-“
“Everybody knows that Trump-bitch.”
“Oh, well, alright then.”
5. (My personal favorite)
“Who’s the president?”
“Ew.”
“Good enough.”
My roommate is a neurologist and has to do this check all the time. Her all-time favorite so far has been “ay dios mio” during which the woman was vigorously crossing herself.
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