As a blind man I have lots of experience with being unwanted. I’d like to share with you some things I’ve learned. I know you think my kind are pitiful and fit only for cruel jokes. That’s OK. You can still profit (a word I know you like) from what I know.
Just think of this as “the art of the lame deal.”
BTW since you don’t like to read I’ll make this like a poem with lots of white spaces. (I know how much you like white spaces.)
- First off admit you really are dislikable but remember this is never never for the reasons your detractors suppose. Donald you are weak in this area.
- Per the above: every one of your critics says you have some kind of mental illness. Isn’t it ironic they think you’re in my group–fit for contempt and dismissal–when in fact you’re just an asshole? I’ll bet this hurts. After all no one ever said Roy Cohn was a nut job.
- I’m disliked because being blind I need accommodations in workplaces and public spaces that aren’t set up for disability inclusion. I’m pretty much used to this. Again, per the above, you’re just an asshole.
- You see when I’m treated with moderate or overt hostility I’m able to say “well they weren’t my friends before I asked for help and they’re not my friends now, so nothing has changed.” I move on.
- Per the above I move on because I really do have friends and good colleagues.
- Again, per the above, you’re just an asshole. Worse, you’re what the Buddhists call “a hungry ghost” as you’re desperately needy and unable to find satisfaction in this life. No soup for you.
- Now being an asshole is not a disability no matter what the pundits say. And you’re a greedy fella which makes everyone reach for the diagnostic manual. That’s just silly.
- Because I know what it’s like to be in rooms where they don’t like you I want to offer some advice.
- Ask yourself just once in your life if you could be different. I’m blind. Can’t be different. Need accommodations in the work place. Often don’t get them. I complain. People don’t like this. They make me the problem. But I can change. For instance I pray for those who don’t like the disabled, put some Mozart on the stereo, think about beauty. You? You’ve never asked yourself the question above. Not once. If you could be different you’d be a contender.
- Last point. It’s not too late to avoid being your father. Really. If you live an average life span in the US you’ve got maybe five years left. Join the disabled on the unemployment line and we’ll teach you how to smile.
Planet of the Blind 