what do you like?
Sex and money. Both of which I've been seeing very little of recently.
My girlfriend said to me the other day that I was very special. Very sweet of her, right? Sure. But I immediately thought special as in mentally retarded. You know, when someone is handicapped they're called 'special' and I took offense. I have since come to the conclusion that 'special' people have ruined the word special for the rest of us especially since they are in fact the exact opposite of the word. They are retarded so, in fact, they are not special and I think from now on we should refer to them as that. Pete Sampras who won Wimbledon seven times is a special person; he did something amazing. Someone who drools on themselves and has to wear velcro shoes because they can't tie a bow is not special. They are less capable than normal people. Being above, not below, the capabilities of an ordinary person makes you special. So, from now on, I'm calling retarded people what they really are - not special. They aren't even average people. They are below average.
All this political correctness gets to me. It's this American Dream rubbish that they start feeding to you when you're in kindergarten. "You can do anything you want if you put your mind to it." Nonsense. Some people can't. I, for instance, could never be a pro football player. It just isn't going to happen. Some people are born stupid (and by some I mean most). That's life. I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings for other people to acknowledge it but it's true. If you're retarded, I'm sorry. But you're not special. Not even close. Get use to it and stop ruining the word or people who are actually special are going to start hurting you.
"On A Monday I Was Ar-rested (Uh Huh)
On A Tuesday They locked me in jail (poor Boy)
On A Wednesday My Trial Was At-tested
On A Thursday They Said Guilty And The Judge's Gavel Fell"
--Note--
I honestly don't mean any offense to not special people. I'm not saying they're bad people or that they shouldn't be treated with respect. I'd hate to be retarded. I don't know what I'd do - I guess I'd have to start by buying some sweat pants and tucking a Mickey Mouse shirt into them and then maybe getting one of those hats with the little propellers on top - hell, I might get one of those regardless. But seriously, retards have it rough and I respect that. I had a cat once. He got hit by a lawn mower. I was sad. I guess being retarded must feel something like that but I wouldn't really know because I am special.
My girlfriend said to me the other day that I was very special. Very sweet of her, right? Sure. But I immediately thought special as in mentally retarded. You know, when someone is handicapped they're called 'special' and I took offense. I have since come to the conclusion that 'special' people have ruined the word special for the rest of us especially since they are in fact the exact opposite of the word. They are retarded so, in fact, they are not special and I think from now on we should refer to them as that. Pete Sampras who won Wimbledon seven times is a special person; he did something amazing. Someone who drools on themselves and has to wear velcro shoes because they can't tie a bow is not special. They are less capable than normal people. Being above, not below, the capabilities of an ordinary person makes you special. So, from now on, I'm calling retarded people what they really are - not special. They aren't even average people. They are below average.
All this political correctness gets to me. It's this American Dream rubbish that they start feeding to you when you're in kindergarten. "You can do anything you want if you put your mind to it." Nonsense. Some people can't. I, for instance, could never be a pro football player. It just isn't going to happen. Some people are born stupid (and by some I mean most). That's life. I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings for other people to acknowledge it but it's true. If you're retarded, I'm sorry. But you're not special. Not even close. Get use to it and stop ruining the word or people who are actually special are going to start hurting you.
"On A Monday I Was Ar-rested (Uh Huh)
On A Tuesday They locked me in jail (poor Boy)
On A Wednesday My Trial Was At-tested
On A Thursday They Said Guilty And The Judge's Gavel Fell"
--Note--
I honestly don't mean any offense to not special people. I'm not saying they're bad people or that they shouldn't be treated with respect. I'd hate to be retarded. I don't know what I'd do - I guess I'd have to start by buying some sweat pants and tucking a Mickey Mouse shirt into them and then maybe getting one of those hats with the little propellers on top - hell, I might get one of those regardless. But seriously, retards have it rough and I respect that. I had a cat once. He got hit by a lawn mower. I was sad. I guess being retarded must feel something like that but I wouldn't really know because I am special.
posted by velvetcake at 2:05 PM
2 Comments:
I belive everyone is special... "retarded" or not...
hmm i dont even like that word... but whatever everyone is entitled to an opinion. I do AGREE with your view that you can do anything if you put your mind to it is non sence . I happen to belive that very stongly. I always heard you can be anything and do everything. Thats not true... and I think that teachers maybe should reconsider telling kids that ... because not everyone can go to the moon... lol or be astrounants, scietists... whatever... maybee they should start seeing what kids do best in individually and go from there how can u tell a child who is bad at math he can go to the moon??? we all know there alot of science and math involved... how would a kid react when he finds out that was just a croc?
well said matt.
as you know i work with "not special" people on a regular basis. although i feel only the upmost compassion for these folks, the politically correct world makes me very mad.
i should also note that there are people who work along side me who are deemed "normal" by society who are more handicapped than the disabled men and women they are charged to protect.
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