Rarely does anything I read on this contraption make me laugh out loud -- and
so heartily -- as your last line did.  Yes indeed, that is a certifiable
ISMism ("ISMism" -- ya gotta love it) potential.

I'll be damned if I'm not going to have that put on a small brass plaque for
some wall in my house.  I'm telling you, this kind of stuff puts the starch
right back in my spine.

I will tell you something about all this.  I do not have a damned chip on my
shoulder.  I'm just doing life, and keeping a lookout for the next needed
adaptation so that I don't skip a beat.  I love my life, and who I am --
exactly who I am!  To me, becoming a member of the disability community has
been a blessed event because of all of the things I have learned and am
learning, and for all the people I have met.  You guys have been worth my
legs.

It's not that they misunderstand, it's that they will counter a legitiment
ADAish complaint with that pat old response that the complainant has a chip
on his shoulder.

I am working hard and moving forward to get to a good mental place, and it
really jerks my jaw that this woman would dismiss that tremendous life effort
with no more intent than to avoid looking at herself in the mirror for one
minute.  I can't even type everything I want to say about this.

Betty
"My disability is irrelevant; my handicap is society."

In a message dated 03/02/2001 6:21:48 AM Eastern Standard Time,
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> "Verily, thou shalt have
>  at her jugular, sunshine".
>