I imagine the circus boss might have been tempted to replace the striking crippled freaks with robots, had such things existed back then.
It’s big fun irritating smug people in power, especially when you beat them. But it’s stressful, too.
Looking backward for hope and strength just makes me break out in hives …
Polite society is much more comfortable publicly discussing how to help cripples die.
They call it the Seduction wheelchair. Apparently if a guy drives it down the street, women throw themselves at him. They can’t resist.
I’d be pretty suspicious about a kid being mentored by a degenerate like me.
Being crippled is like being Catholic. Once you’re crippled, you’re always crippled.
I see where some people used a 3-D printer to make a wheelchair for a crippled cat. That’s good news for crippled cats.
Reveca Torres wants to start an image revolution and change the way society sees people with spinal cord injuries and disorders.