I was reading earlier today a UNDP post about persons with disabilities. A figure caught my eye: 1.3 billion. According to the United Nations, that’s the number of people with disabilities alive today.
According to them, the equivalent of the population of China or India are likely to suffer from unemployment, low employment, earn less and suffer discrimination.
That’s 16 percent of the world population. That’s one in six people, folks!
I have strong doubts about this. I doubt their methodology. Because you can hardly find a person with zero impairments. So, in a sense we all have disabilities.
Furthermore, if a sixth of the globe is, pardon my French, handicapped, then how are we supposed to deal with this? I mean, are we supposed to embrace it? Are we supposed to accept it? Or are we supposed to resent it?
Is this another fashion or criteria the Elite have decided to use to divide us? Incredible!
I for one will end on a positive yet very practical note.
As I was doing my regular 7k in 60 minutes constitutional, I came across a Purolator truck driven by a rather short, middle-aged man, with a pronounced limp. It was clear to me the man had a considerably shorter right leg. Still, I watched this man carry big packages from his truck to the front porch of seven different houses. Sometimes the package would be as big as him. Undeterred, he performed his job. Admirably even, considering how many able-bodied men and women would rather take the dole, smoke legal pot, and make babies. Anything really, except go to work.
Watching this man struggle, but clearly bent on doing his job to the best of his diminished abilities, filled me with a couple of feelings.
First, admiration. One can only admire a person who braves his condition and lives his life as it was dealt by the Almighty Providence.
Second, disgust. One can only be disgusted by all other people who clearly have no such impairment, and yet do NOTHING at all to exceed their lack of motivation, cowardice, and who live off the sweat and toil of other people, a sixth of whom even have such impairments.
Life is profoundly unfair if an impaired person’s work allows a fully functional person to sit around and do nothing.
To me, UNDP stats mean less than this moral lesson. To me, all people who have an impairment and choose to work are decent human beings who deserve our support.
All functional people who have no impairment and choose to do nothing with their lives and take the dole, are despicable.
In the end, the world is divided into people who carry their cross, do their job, and forge on, and people who are deadweight, an unapologetic burden to all of us.
Götterdämmerung 