Looking at a Portrait of Stevie Wonder

planet of the blind

It is sad to be blind among the sighted but I mustn’t say so for the organization men of sightlessness say the most one can claim is inconvenience. Properly accommodated blindness is just a nuisance like stepping in chewing gum. Admitting sadness is weakness. You must be the perfect cripple—a walking masterpiece of physical difference like King Fucking Kong. Smile always even when taxicabs race past you in the rain. Grin as they hand you unreadable documents in meetings, though they knew you were coming. Flash the chiclets when, in the same meeting they say, “oh we’ll get this to you later, but what do you think?” Without accommodation blindness shrinks to entrapment. What do you think of the movie you can’t see? What do you think of the blind man in the flick you can’t see? Does the groping seem accurate? I say the blind know little of helplessness even when the world nips at their trouser cuffs.

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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