In a genius ploy to elevate the status of the disabled everywhere, my sister and her henchmen have formed a secret society for the purpose of total global domination. Firmly stroking calm white cats, Jocelyn and her ilk have bent their madcap skills to the creation of plasma laser death rays and waffle borne mind control syrup. Their strident symbol, posted above, displays their nefarious intentions.

Will we ever be saved from their destructive wrath? Can we live in a world where all street corners have access ramps and the deaf can clearly understand even our most publicly stated utterances? I don’t know how we will survive… I will be found firmly elevated by four flights of non accessible stairs until the crisis is abated.

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