Currently,
there is a certain person running for president, who I don’t support. Then
again, I don’t support the other person either. To be honest, I don’t support
either of the 2 big third party options either, though I do like one person,
mostly, better than the others. Personally, I’m not sure who to vote for.
However, if he were
running, I would vote for Mike Rowe. I think he would get me as an everyday
person. At the very least, I’d sit down and drink a raspberry iced tea with him
since I can’t drink a beer with him. Medicines, you know.
With the choices I have,
I really don’t know who to support. There’s nobody in the center enough for me,
and frankly, while Vermin Supreme seems like a joke candidate, at least he
sounds like he cares about our planet’s future. At the very least he has a plan
for the zombie apocalypse and a pony for everyone. I personally can’t turn that
down.
Nevertheless,
this isn’t about who to vote for, but rather it’s about the unprofessional attacks
on a person who has enough legitimate problems to attack without speculating on
her having Parkinson’s disease or not (as does the other guy, though nobody is
trying to out him as a Parkinson’s sufferer – maybe they just think he has some
kind of antisocial disorder).
In
short, I bring this up to say it’s nobody’s right to out anyone about anything.
For instance, I think back to when musician Bob Mould (Sugar, Husker Du) was
outed by Faith No More’s Roddy Bottum in 1993. At the time, Mould was livid
that his life was changed by someone other than him. While much of society
looks at being uncloseted with regard to homosexuality differently now, at the
time, it was a big deal to make the choice to be out. Now, it’s almost like,
OK, nice to see you have chosen to find love and contentment as you choose. Eventually,
Bob Mould came to embrace his place as a role model, but in the end, it’s his
choice, not someone else’s.
Parkinson’s
is no different, especially with respect to Hillary, who the National Parkinson’sFoundation actually had to put out a statement about her innocence, at least
with concern to her health / POTENTIAL condition. How we came to that point where
people are wondering about her health in this way is ridiculous, but you gotta
love the Inter-web thing. Maybe this is just revenge for the agist attacks onJohn McCain in 2008. Then again, maybe this is just discrimination toward
people’s notion of able and not able. There’s already enough discrimination and
rottenness to go around. We don’t need any more confusing people as it
masquerades as truth. A lot of people hear or see a few things and they get
dangerous. With a position to rant their nonsense, this is where we are now. What’s
worse, this is now a topic of conversation, but we’re not conversing about
solutions or living life with these conditions.
Dumb,
dumb, dumb.
To me, I look at this
really simply. It seems like people forget that one of our 3 historically mostsignificant presidents had polio, and he still got us to the end of World War 2
before dying.
Then
again, history is boring, and nobody wants to think about it. Was there a
president before Bill Clinton? What did people do before 4G cell phones? It’s
like we were all Neanderthals in caves.
To
me, I believe in the right and responsibility of people to stand up for one
another. Whether we have disabilities or not, we need to be respectful and
understanding of others and we need to tell others to do the same. Yes, some
disabilities may be more aggressive and scary than others, but when we educate
ourselves to them, we grow and we work through it while helping others work
through it, too. Other disabilities may seem like they suck the life out of
people, and for this, we are saddened by these conditions, but when we see the
person with them as a person and not a death sentence or a lifeless husk
waiting to happen, we can enjoy our time with that person before the bad stuff
comes.
Here,
life is not guaranteed. Enjoy it while you have it.
For
me, if I can show people that despite my tremors and other symptoms, I enjoy
life, then all the better. If I can speak up for others, all the better. I can
understand why people wouldn’t want to come out, but my tremors revealed my
place in the world whether I want them to or not. That’s why I’ll talk to
anyone about this since I need to learn from them, too.
With regard
to this, I also think of Yankee great Joe Dimaggio, who was asked about why he
plays so hard. His response was, "Because
there might have been somebody in the stands today who'd never seen my play
before, and might never see me again."
I apply that to this because there might be someone out
there who doesn’t know what to think about people with Parkinson’s. Maybe he
thinks I’m going to break in half if I fall. Maybe she thinks my mind is
scrambled eggs. Maybe that kid is afraid to talk to me. Maybe someone is
worried that they did this to me or I’m going to die tomorrow. The truth is
that I am what I am, and I’m here until I’m not. In the meantime, if I hike the
waterfalls of Glen Onoko or up the boulders of Lehigh Gap to the top of the Appalachian
Trail, I get to be an overcomer, a role model, and a setter-straight of all
facts. If I smile in public, I’m having fun and enjoying life, not suffering. I’m
sure I’ll do that, but for now, I’m not.
For that, I write this blog, and I keep on living.
I’m smart enough to know my condition will progress, and
things will happen. Until then, I’m fighting to keep that day from coming
before it has to. As I do so, my wife, family, and friends will be behind me.
People like you who are reading this will also be inspired to do more, whether
you have Parkinson’s or something else or you’re living a “normal” life.
In the end, we’re as able as we let ourselves be.
As far as our speculations and dislike of a certain
candidate, hate her for the e-mails, Benghazi, Whitewater, and her policies (or
vote for her; it’s your choice), but people should just drop the “hey you
disable piece of crap” nonsense that they’re foisting on her and others. It
just makes them look like someone we wouldn’t want to have a beer with, much
less, stand next to in polite company.
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