Bravo, Ken!

Why this '90s fascination with making sure we don't "label" someone?  As
I've spouted before, when I was a kid I was "crippled", then
"handicapped", then "disabled", after that - "handi-capable" (the
smarminess makes me wanna puke).  Now I find I'm "diffferently-abled".
Well, the only thing I'm able to do differently from the rest of the
crowd is park really close to the mall at holiday-time because I have
one of those "handicrapped" cards (my wife came up with that one because
the logo is so poorly designed it looks like a man sitting on the WC).

Let's face it, whether we call a North American aboriginal an "Indian"
or "Native American", it's not going to help her find a job, education,
health care, etc.

Give me a fair shake at housing, health care and a job for which I'm
qualified and you can call me anything you damn well please.

Wow, if I had a womb I'd be pre-menstrual.