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Trans-Siberian Orchestra is coming to my neck of the woods, and I've been geebling with delight all morning; it is, of course, tentative delight because even if I could scrape together the roughly $84 for tickets, there is the not insignificant matter of transportation. I could walk to the venue from school, but getting home afterwards is a different story.
I refuse to walk home in the dark over poorly maintained sidewalks. If I or Roomie missed a curb cut or downed tree limb, I could very easily wind up on my broken face in the middle of the road, spitting my teeth onto the blacktop. Buses are out, because they stop running at 10PM. Cabs are a possibility, but the accessible cabs must be ordered at least 24 hours in advance, and they might stop at 10PM as well. Because clearly, disabled folks never spontaneously decide to go out, and even if they did, their constitutions are so fragile that they're never out past sundown, much less past 10. Nope. Concerts and social gatherings are for healthy people trying to get laid and ingest illegal narcotics, and everyone knows that cripples have no interest in tapping ass or get smashed, and even if they did, it's society's moral duty to protect them from themselves, lest they discover there's more to life than being long-suffering examples of virtue and patience for mouth-breathing able-bodies who only notice them when they're holding up the bus.
We wouldn't want them to realize they have the right to pursue happiness and find an escape like everyone else.
Festering bitterness at my marginally inclusive society aside, TSO would be fun to see. With all the lights and Christmas music, it would probably be a glimpse of what would happen if Santa Claus joined Pink Floyd.
Awesome.
I refuse to walk home in the dark over poorly maintained sidewalks. If I or Roomie missed a curb cut or downed tree limb, I could very easily wind up on my broken face in the middle of the road, spitting my teeth onto the blacktop. Buses are out, because they stop running at 10PM. Cabs are a possibility, but the accessible cabs must be ordered at least 24 hours in advance, and they might stop at 10PM as well. Because clearly, disabled folks never spontaneously decide to go out, and even if they did, their constitutions are so fragile that they're never out past sundown, much less past 10. Nope. Concerts and social gatherings are for healthy people trying to get laid and ingest illegal narcotics, and everyone knows that cripples have no interest in tapping ass or get smashed, and even if they did, it's society's moral duty to protect them from themselves, lest they discover there's more to life than being long-suffering examples of virtue and patience for mouth-breathing able-bodies who only notice them when they're holding up the bus.
We wouldn't want them to realize they have the right to pursue happiness and find an escape like everyone else.
Festering bitterness at my marginally inclusive society aside, TSO would be fun to see. With all the lights and Christmas music, it would probably be a glimpse of what would happen if Santa Claus joined Pink Floyd.
Awesome.
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