Apparently they don't bother with being politically correct in the desert:
I'm sure they do good work, but someone ought to forward them the memo that people don't like being called "crippled" anymore.
And a preemptory response to any criticism for stopping and taking this picture: a) it was all Mr. N's fault, and b) if the sign said "foundation for the developmentally disabled" we wouldn't have stopped.
2.20.2008
POLITICALLY INCORRECT SIGNAGE
Posted by iwriteplays at 10:34 AM
Labels: iwriteplays, Postcards From the Far East
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Wow, those two signs next to each other?! How come I wasn't told of these signs when I was there? I would have taken at least a roll.
You were at Urgent Care, getting stitches (and vindication)
But - I mean, they ARE retards, aren't they?
They hook the two kids up like master blaster from Mad Max beyond thunder dome. The crippled kid rides and the super strong retards back and run a a pig shit fueled power plan.
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