“there was no satisfaction for him in any sexual activity unless he imagined himself to be an amputee.’
Nonsense. I’ll refrain from going on....
Named him after a man of the cloth
Called him Amos Moses, yeah
Now the folks around south Louisiana
Said Amos was a hell of a man
He could trap the biggest, the meanest alligator
And just use one hand
That’s all he got left ‘cause alligator bit it
Left arm gone, clean up to the elbow
This is not a typical Theodore Dalrymple piece. It is about a short story, albeit a very relevant short story for 2022.
This disablist movement is a thing. There was something about it on TV maybe a decade ago. I bet they’ve really grown in number since then.
I identify as a super model. Who’s doing cosmetic surgery on me to make my inner-self my outer-self?
I identify as the third engineer who did not commit suicide.
:-)