it’s a chicken and egg kind of thing
January 17, 2010
Let me start by pointing out that some of my best friends are handicapped.
Okay, I don’t mean I hang out with the cast of Murderball, I’m just sayin’. Like, my mom has a handicapped license plate (that is, not that the plate is handicapped–but it does indicate that the vehicle operator is impaired in some way). AND she has a handicapped hanger. Which can be incredibly useful, by the way, seeing as it’s portable and all that.
Now that I’ve established my “friend-of-the-handicapped street cred”, my bona fides if you will, here’s my question.
Are handicapped people bad drivers because they’re handicapped?
Or are handicapped drivers handicapped because they’re bad drivers?