As an advocate for the disabled I am constantly attending product launches for new wheelchairs or prosthetics that are almost able to think for themselves, and body frames that when strapped on can allow even a Quadriplegics to walk again and all this is amazing.
On any given day in schools like MIT and private think tanks worldwide, people with more degrees than the alphabet are working tirelessly to make my life and those of all dis and other wise abled peoples life better.
I push a chair that benefits from all that technology, but no one can push a chair with ten kids blocking the sidewalk while their mothers look on without care, I can’t get my state of the art chair down to a subway unless the MTA gives a damn. My point is we can stack all the technology up a mile high and doesn’t matter a tinkers damn without common decency.
Teaching your children the right thing to do doesn’t take a PHD it takes a caring parent, teaching your children that pushing a wheelchair out of an elevator designed for wheelchairs because they don’t want to use the stairs doesn’t use a think tank it takes a voice of authority to let them know their actions are unacceptable, and you didn’t raise them that way.
When an elderly person or a pregnant woman or a person with MS using calipers gets on the train, I don’t care how hard you’ve worked it’s not as hard as they work each day just to have a decent life so stand the hell up, it’s just common decency and manners.
Yes we need technology but when did manners and common decency old fashioned? When did parents stop teaching caring for your fellow human and start phoning in responsibility? I don’t care what socio economic level you live at it’s no excuse.
My mother might have fell down on a lot of things and she did, but she was a single mother of 7 children and so many who just called our house home but when a woman walked into the room you stood the hell up when you got to a door the elderly the pregnant the disabled went through first. Food on our table might cost most of her pension and the roof over our head the rest, she might have made everything we wore and we were a clan to be reckoned with and we stuck together but the one good thing everyone had to say about us is you never met a more well mannered group of children and young adults in your life.
My chair cost the same as a four cylinder car and took one genius man over 400 hours to make, but “please maam take my seat” cost nothing try it tomorrow,today, right now or next time you go to push in front of the wheelchair to steal their spot on the subway stop breathe and try a little decency it cost you nothing.