Sunday, October 31, 2010
Several days ago I received an email from a reader who sent me this photo of a guy with a disability who incorporated his wheelchair into his costume. The picture delighted the fellow who sent it to me and I admit it delighted me too. I loved the 'outness' of the costume. I loved the sense of fun. I loved that there will be hundreds of people walking around thinking 'that's an awesome costume' with a wee bit of envy for the chair. How cool is that?
I love 'out' people with disabilities. Those with hot pink wheelchairs. Those with bright blue hearing aides. Those with neon yellow crutches. Those with high heels fitted on 'wooden legs'. I love that kind of stuff. Absolutely freaking love it. It's such a statement of personal self acceptance. It's such an 'in your face' attitude of 'if you're crippled and you know it stamp your foot' ... Too often we the disabled are expected to feel shame, you the non disabled are expected to react with pity. Shame and Pity along with their parents, Envy and Hatred, need to vacate the premises!
So move over Tiny Tim and make room for Darth Gimp and the new message ...
God Made Us, Every One!