Randomness for the Day; Harrison Bergeron lives

 Do we define mental illness or disability by how much it gets in the way of other people's convenience and agendas? 

Case in point: Asperger's. Now you get diagnosed with it. Until twenty years ago, you just got to be yourself, somewhat awkward, socially inept, but probably very smart and good at what you do, your niche. Now it's a disability. 

Bipolar disorder is horrible in many ways and needs treatment. But how many great artists were afflicted with it? To say nothing of Martin Luther and Charles Spurgeon and probably Abraham Lincoln?

Harrison Bergeron lives (thank you, Kurt Vonnegut). We say we celebrate difference but we really want to iron it all out and make everyone the same. 

Don't get mad at me, here. I know whereof I speak. I could probably be diagnosed with something if someone took a notion to try. 

And you probably could be, too.