|What is with the current cultural obsession, amongst certain segments of the American population, with apocalypse/disaster/situations resembling The Hunger Games??|
I have to admit, there are few discussions that bore me to tears faster than the "how long would you survive a zombie apocalypse?" chestnut. At least the dudebros (it's usually dudebros) who push that topic are just trying to out-macho each other. But there are other survivalist-type folks who make me even battier.
This was an exchange on a friend's Facebook status recently (status is paraphrased, comments are direct quotes):
Friend: What should I do with all my cabbage?
Her friend: Make your own kraut. It's really easy, and fermentation is a good skill to have for when we become third world.
Her husband: Whether that transition be by apocalypse or purposeful cultural design!
Where to start.
I'm tempted to go into "no one says 'third world' anymore," or perhaps, "you live in a $300k house, so shut the fuck up." But I'm going to sidestep those landmines and go straight to my point.
There are certain groups of people who seem to long for a "simpler" existence, and for the societal upheaval that will create it. These folks run the gamut from right-wing gun lovers to left-wing tree huggers. I promise you this, regardless of their differences, they all have one thing in common: they must be able-bodied.
Proponents of a new and glorious future where we go back to the land and shuffle through the remains of our dead society are not people who rely on modern medicine to live their daily lives. There are no sufferers of sickle-cell anemia or hemophilia just praying for the day when they can't receive blood transfusions anymore. There aren't cancer patients who can't wait till there's no electricity to run the radiation machines. There sure as fuck aren't any diabetics just tapping their toes in anticipation of a time when they won't be able to get any fucking insulin.
So, all these able-bodied folks who are just cruising along in their giddy joy about living The Road -- there's one of two things going on in their heads when it comes to the disabled (like myself):
Look, most bright kids toy with #2 for a brief period in their teenage years, when they start to mumble about requiring parenting licenses or IQ tests to breed. The thing that distinguishes actual grown-ups from teenagers in grown-ups' bodies is the ability to get your head out of your ass and realize that every human being deserves the same rights.
Actively wishing for a time when disabled people will be killed off en masse is disgusting. And you don't get a pass for not even thinking about it. If you're an adult member of society, it's your obligation to be conscious of the people around you and their needs.
Man, I've wanted to get that off my chest for a while now.
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