Redactions...

It seems there needs to be some redactions of things previously said by certain borderline bi-polars, namely this one.

First, the name of this little corner of the world wide is such, as it was something (and still is) something I tell people who treat me like I am some kind of fucking child, or other form of dolt, just because my legs are monuments to atrophy. It in no way is designed to hurt a single disabled person's feelings, rather it is designed to shame people who are in no way disabled or infirmed. Ignorance still does not count as a disability in this country.

Second, my personal view of 'person first' language and political correctness are my own, and I do not feel the need to apologize, but more to clarify my position. The spirit of person-first is unarguably pure, but I would rather just be a person. That isn't about to happen, since we, The American People, feel the need to label everything, so I would rather be called the medical term for what I am, which is: Cripple. Get over it.

Rather than fighting to be known as people who are lacking something, which is literally what 'disabled' means, we should be fighting to be seen as people. Just people. On an equal ground with other god-damned people. In fact, most of the supposed disabled people I know would beat normal people in an intellectual ass-kicking contest, and I am baffled at the position that being known as disabled people is somehow worth fighting over. I am in no way belittling the victory of person-first language, but, I don't like what it has made of us. We are people. Only people. People who want equality. So go get it, but remember that you aren't disabled.