Today is Blogging Against Disabilism Day so I'm going to stray from my usual subject matter in order to show my support.
I'm afraid however that I do not have an awful lot to say on the subject because quite honestly it's beyond me why people can't get it through their heads that the only thing we all have in common is that we're all different, learn to cut each other a little slack, hold our hands up and admit that we screwed up when the other person makes it apparent that we've done something to piss them off, and accept an apology gracefully when it's offered. So instead I'm going to tell you my favourite disability related joke:
A blind guy goes into a bar and orders a pint before offering to tell the barman a really great blonde joke.
"I feel that I should point out" says the barman, "that I'm an ex-marine. I'm six feet tall, weight two-hundred pounds, and I'm blonde. The guy standing to your left is a martial arts instructor. He's six foot one, weighs two-hundred and twenty pounds, and he's blonde. The guy to your right is a professional wrestler. He's six foot two, weights two-hundred and forty pounds and he's blonde too. Now are you sure you want to tell your blonde joke?"
"Hell no," says the blind guy. "I don't want to have to explain the punch line three times".