I ran across someone who has a physical disability. Yes, she was handi-capable. She has spina bifida or some shit where she needs crutches to get around. Cute as a button though.

Anyway, she’s really self-deprecating and laughs at her handicap(able) by calling herself names like “twiggy” and “twisted sister” and such. She’s actually pretty charming about it.

So I’m still lost as to why when I referred to her as “stick pin” (because of the crutches… get it?) people were offended. And none of the people who were offended were her. Why do random people get to decide what is and is not acceptable when conversation concerns something that doesn’t bother the target of the line used and has absolutely nothing to do with them. What kind of world do we live in when political correctness is employed to protect people who have no desire or need for protection, political or otherwise. It’s unbelievable.

The end result of this little exchange is that people are mad at me for my big mouth (as usual), except for the person with the only reason to be mad about my big mouth. And she’s as flummoxed as I am. WTF?