Thursday, February 4, 2010

The 'R' word is now taking on the same notorious reputation as the 'N' word!

I’m confused, Sarah Palin had stated that when her son with Down’s syndrome was called the ‘R’ word that that was as bad as using a racial slur?
Down’s is not a race and a child who has what used to be called Mongeloidism, just dreadful, which is of a people of the Chinese persuasion, but then change to the umbrella term of ‘mental retardation’, which is not considered anything other than having a very low IQ, I thought which is below the average intelligence level.

I suppose when I was selling t-shirts for the Special Olympics and a man walked by and used the ‘R’ word about the children we were trying to help. I yelled back at him that that was not politically correct and he should not say that! This happened way back in the late nineties. The man retaliated and said it was perfectly correct since he was a neurologist who cared for children with this medical chromosomal defect issue and that society had created a negative image of the word, but it was a medically correct definition.
That’s why I am so confused, you see.
I do really hope that someone will set me straight.

Because kiddingly I say to people that Hubby and I are the ‘R’ word meaning that we have retired and have slowed down. I suppose until this whole thing is clarified and set right I better watch my p’s and q’s, huh?
I do not need the wrath of any strangers coming down on me, no way, no how!
I do have enough of my own health issues, euphemistically speaking that is.
You all know my laundry list so I shall not bore you with repetition.

We had what we thought of as a dead duck floating in the canal by our dock, so yesterday Hubby called animal control to pick it up and they said that they were short handed due to cutbacks and that of course we would understand if they came tomorrow since injured animals were their first concern, sure.
This morning they called our house a eight A.M., which was fine for me but not for Hubby because since he has been the ’R’ word so to speak he does enjoy sleeping past eight, and so I told them that I could not tell if the duck was still there since I can’t get down to the dock, blah, blah, blah… and so when Hubby awoke and checked I called them back and said he made ‘a visual’ that it was still there. I have got to stop watching TV cop shows, huh? Hubby said I bet they were hoping that the tide was going to wash him out to sea, but it hadn’t.They did finally show up around three thirty in the afternoon, and when the woman who worked for animal control finally retrieved the dead water fowl it was not a duck at all it was actually an Anhinga; one of those snake necked birds that look so strange spreading their wide expanse wings to dry them.

How sad, she felt that it must have been old age.
Which reminds me our own old bird, Charlie, is still with us in this world that is, he seems fine, and has been talking to the other birds outside by his usually singing out, well I’ll be! Amazing!

On that encouraging note I will wish you all a good night and to all count those blessings and we will too!

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