It Is Hard To Be Civil #DisabledParking

Section 9 of the South Acfrican Constitution states that neither the State nor anyone else may discriminate against any person on the grounds of race, religion, culture, disability, etc.  Taking reasonable access to public facilities away from anyone is a violation of that person’s rights. When disabled people get targeted in this way, we expose the very worst in society. 

Sometimes, being civil really is a challenge. For instance, I wanted to tell you that I really regard these people in the same league as child molesters, baby rapists or those who violate their own mothers and grannies. Then, I thought, what would that do to me in the end? Will I feel better if I blacklisted every shopping mall that doesn’t control their disabled parkings and encourage people not to be buying there?

I could tell you how badly management at Bayside Mall handled my complaint when I found a vehicle from South African Police Services parked across a number of disabled parkings, with a minor child left unattended inside. That I was told that it would be illegal to clamp transgressors – something I checked with the local traffic authorities since and found it to be not true. Clamping is still legit, parking without a permit sticker on disabled parking is not.

Of course, I could say that the very next vehicle that parked where the cop truck was parked, was just a coincidence and that the security officers were watching UFO’s and flying pigs, which is why they didn’t notice.

Okay, so let us not tell you what a badly bred tribe these parking offenders are. People so selfish and lazy that they cannot think that someone may actually need the parking near the door. Like my one friend whose 34-year old daughter is an invalid since a car accident at age five months, totally dependent upon her mother only. As an adult, so very easy to be carried over quite some distance from a remote parking as the mother is very strong and fit, despite being sixty years of age. No problem, she also handles the shopping trolley. But you must see my other friend, a real lioness. Wow, she does it grand! With a little boy breathing through a hole in his throat and limp in a wheelchair, she finds it so delightful that she can show off her prowess by juggle the limp boy, her very active three year old, a wheelchair and a shopping trolley without assistance. And how she just hates these disabled parkings as it makes her feel entitled. So, you will notice her at the mall next time, red in the face while showing off how tough she is.

When she cries into her pillow, be sure that it won’t affect you, as you parked where she should have. You sucked at a smouldering weed between your lips, your truck across to disabled parking bays, while you own very fit, healthy and sexy daughter runs to the store to buy your cigarettes.

So, instead, I told a beautiful young girl on the passenger seat one day, how noble she was to sacrifice her youth, her life, her career, even her blossoming sexuality, to the invalid driving their little Nissan truck. For some reason totally unknown to me, she started sniggering when I complemented her best qualities, while at the same time, her totally cripple boyfriend with his stick-on muscles (buy that at Virgin) became increasingly rosy in his complexion. To the point of being very red. I told her that a beautiful, fit young lady with a healthy dose of hormones like herself, really should have gotten herself a nerd who thought about nothing other than sex all day, as that would have satisfied her most basic needs. Yet, she was noble-minded and sacrificed her endless youthful joys to invest it into the life of her invalid boyfriend.

So, let me reiterate. We will be kind to these parking area pests who invade disabled parkings, as their mental retardation warrants it. And their wives must be deep purple with sexual frustration.

Next time you see one, hoot and feel sorry. Take a photo, share on social media, that others can help bear his burden.

As that is what love is. Carrying someone else’s burden.

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13 thoughts on “It Is Hard To Be Civil #DisabledParking

  1. Ek het al gedink om ‘n klompie briefies te tik: ‘Wanneer jyself dalk eendag ‘n rolstoelparkering nodig het en dit nie kry nie omdat een of ander persoon wat die nie nodig het nie, daar parkeer het, onthou hierdie dag wat jy, as gesonde persoon, ‘n invalide se plek afgevat het. ‘.
    Ja, ek dink ek moet dit doen en onder die ruitveërs plaas van sulke persone.

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  2. Goeie plan, betrek jeuorganisasies om dit te help versprei, so voed jy die publiek op. Jy is slimmer as ‘n mens vandag!

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  3. Ai man! Slimmer as ‘n mens!
    Een dag sien ek hoe ‘n gesinde man daar parkeer terwyl ek met my ma en die rolstoel sukkel. Net daarna staan hy agter my in die ry by die apteek. Ek het so gebewe om myself in te hou en hom nie net daar sleg te sê nie.
    Mens besef die behoefte en waarde van so irts eers as jy dit die dag nodig het.

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  4. So, jy ken van rolstoel. Ek het hom ook self gery. Maar ek is bewus van gestremdes dalk omdat ek op Worcester grootgeword het en my vrou het by die Pionierskool gewerk, my pa het by De La Bat skoolgehou en my vrou later ook by ‘n skool vir gestremdes in Kaapstad. Ons is betrokke by gestremdes in Kaapstad, net gister laat weet my dogter dat sy so stilweg gestremde kinders leer perdry buite die sta diewers, of sy maak sommer stalle skoon en die twee kleinkindertjies ( 5 en 2 jaar) help ook.

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  5. Toe druke en ENTER voor my rede klaar is. Dat jy jouself kon inhou wys net watter goeie mens jy is. Ek sou hom verkleineer het deur almal te vra om opsy te staan want die man hier agter my is gestremd en seker nog inkontinent ook…of erger. Vra my Premier…..met mense wat op ander trap, weerlose mense opsetlik te na kom….wel, geen genade vir hulle nie. Totdat hulle besin en hulle tot beter maniere bekeer, dan raak ek die perfekte jintelman.

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  6. Nee nee nee. Kleindorpiesindroom. Te bang die hele dorp skinder AL WEER 2 weke oor my! Jyk, as ek nie emigreer nie, doen ek iets anders. Die dorp is al moedeloos geskinder oor my, ek gee hulle aanmekaar rede!

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  7. Ja, onthou nou, het dit gelees!! Hoe julle Strusibaai to roll om daar te gaan rock, het ek nog by myselwers gedink….

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  8. op kleindorpies moet mense te bang wees om jou te skaad 😀

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  9. Jy sal my nie glo nie maar Kaapstad ly akuut aan kleindorpiesindroom

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  10. Dit was baie erg. My skoonma het vergeetsiekte, sy is soos klein digtertjie wat opgepas moet word. Sy het haarself toe behoorlik vasgekoek in die veiligheidsgordel. Hoe, weet ek nie. My ma moet letterlik in-en uitgetel word in die kar en dis hoog! Dan die rolstoel opvou en inpak. Ons het dit oorleef.

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  11. Ek hoor hier is ander stede in die land wat selfs erger is!

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