Danish activists for the disabled are staunchly defending a government campaign that pays sex workers to provide sex once a month for disabled people.
Obviously these critics are fascists who can't accept the idea of the disabled having sex!
Responded Stig Langvad of the country's Disabled Association: ''The disabled must have the same possibilities as other people. Politicians can debate whether prostitution should be allowed in general, instead of preventing only the disabled from having access to it.''Hey, does ugliness count as a disability? Or debilitating anti-social tendencies? I'm thinking I've been deprived of a little love and tenderness in this brief and passionless life of mine . . . and I'm feeling a little angry. In fact, I feel so bitter I might call a human rights lawyer. Maslow would agree that love is the voter's next expectation to be fulfilled in today's social democracy. Once the state has provided me with food, shelter and security- what about LOVE? Only once I have love can I have esteem. And only once I have esteem can I become actualized enough to become a member of The Party.
And while you're at it, could you set me up with Kate Moss? I hear she might be an unemployed crack whore soon.
One former assistant said she had seen Miss Moss work her way through a 'fist-sized' mound of cocaine with fellow model Naomi Campbell in a single night.
Anti-drugs campaigners once again urged the brands to dump Miss Moss yesterday because of the influence she has impressionable teenagers. David Raynes, of the National Drug Prevention Alliance, said: "The public will find it very hard to understand why responsible companies who are conscious of their public image carry on supporting Kate Moss despite everything that has emerged this week when she is a role model for young girls."
"She sneaked off to (take cocaine) all the way through the dinner with Nelson Mandela at the next table. I couldn't believe how disrespectful that was."Unlike some other folks, I am willing to accept Miss Moss for who she is; I can accept her as the skinny, pretty, perky tart she's paid to be. I expect no more of her. And I'm ugly. Help me government.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Posted by basil on Tuesday, September 20, 2005