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I Am a Lesser Person

Growing up I was excluded from many activities. Some exclusions were just; I physically was unable to participate. Others were unjust; I was perceived as unable to participate. I survived, but it bugged me sometimes, especially on job interview days.
There are legitimate reasons because of my severe disability that you may judge me as a lesser person.

In other ways, however, I am a greater person. I'm more intelligent than many of you reading this. I'm a better writer than many of you. I am superior in a few ways. I don't prejudge. I'll let you show me your best stuff, and I'll admit when I've met someone more skilled, talented or intelligent than me. I make those decisions individually. I ask the same of you.

I've been excluded unjustly due to perceptions of my disability. It happens less today, but it still happens.

It's sad but understandable.

Society imposes exclusion on other groups for far less understandable reasons.
If you:
 fear a man with dark…

Maxi-pads and Having a Happy Period

This is an "actual letter" from an Austin, Texas woman sent to Proctor and Gamble regarding one of their feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first paragraph. This was PC Magazine's 2009 Editors' Choice award-winner for the best letter sent via e-mail.

Dear Mr. Thatcher,

I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts.

But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.

Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? I'm guessing you haven't. Wel…

43 Years on My Personal Spacecraft

Six days from now I'm going to turn 43. That's about 40 years beyond what someone called my "life expectancy". Honestly, it's beyond my expectations for life, but I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing at times.

I remember as a kid having a book about spacecraft. I was so excited because, according to this book, by the year 2000 we would have the ability to travel in shuttles through space, and within 15 more years personal aircraft would be as common as an automobile.



To put things in perspective, that was also the year the Pontiac Trans Am became the ultimate car on every boy's wish list, thanks to the movie Smokey and the Bandit.

Shortly thereafter my parents gradually broke the news that I was already past my due date, and the year 2000 was little more than a fantasy. I probably wouldn't live long enough to travel through space.

Little did they know, I would see the new millennium and beyond.

Little did I know that I still probably…