Spectrums

I read a fascinating article a few days back about how we should treat disability as a Spectrum, and not a plus/minus condition. Some people are partially disabled, some (like me) have occasional disabilities, and some people are very or not very disabled at all. Like the sexual spectrum, there are so many places that a person can line up.

So I’ve been thinking about it, and I have come to realize that nothing in my life, save for my computer, in binary. Life is a spectrum. Everything in it. Let me give you some examples, using my own life:

• I am a straight male. Mostly. Once in my life and only once I was attracted to a man.
• I am white. Mostly. There are bits and pieces of Africa in me as well. They’re small, but they’re there.
• I walk with a cane sometimes, due to an occasional and recurring health condition. I don’t consider myself disabled but I sure as hell feel it when I need the cane.
• I like mushrooms, but not on Pizza.
• I like tomato sauce, but not tomatoes.
• I am tall, at 6 feet. But I am the shortest adult male in my family.
• I am a liberal, and actually fairly close to being a socialist. But I’d sure as hell like to be rich.
• I am a true Star Wars fan, and have no problem with the prequels (even the cringe-worthy dialogue in the 2^nd one) and think that The Last Jedi was the best of all 9 movies.
• I didn’t vote for either Biden or Bernie, but I’ll vote for either one of them if they’re the nominee.
• Compared to many, I am financially stable and well-off. But I’m always broke.
• I have been personally financially impacted by music piracy, but I have pirated music. I don’t do that anymore.
• I abhor violence in any form, but I sometimes wish active debilitating harm on Donald Trump and many of his enablers.

That’s just a small piece of the different spectrums I am on. It’s not just sex or disability, but everything. Life is a Spectrum. We’re all on it.

That means there really isn’t any reason do be a dick to anyone else. So don’t you start shit with me.

Cheap Shots (Wednesdays are for RUM!):

23 fucking years. I wonder if he’ll be allowed a potted plant in his cell.

Fucking snowflake.

And to think, I used to believe that Lamar Alexander was reasonable.

Maybe Eric should look into the oranges of this.

Security sickness?

About time someone besides me noticed that this is a test of his “5^th Avenue” theory.

That’s Guilty, Guilty, Guilty!

And because I love you , a truly unique Toto track: