Not angry just really disappointed.

I used to work as a disability carer because for a while there I was all heart and no education.  I enjoyed my time and met a lot of inspiring people & a few annoying ones.  On the positive, I once saw a lady with one arm and no legs pull herself out of bed, slide into a wheel chair, roll into the kitchen and make herself toast with jam. My first thought was ‘She’s doing her own condiments, I might be out of a job here.’ We’re talking lids, knives, undoing that plastic bread clip. It was an impressive display of chin work.  My second thought was, ‘Why isn’t this woman running the country? Clearly she’s a problem solver.’ Initially it was a wise crack for my mind only, but now I’m certain it will be asked en mass by those of us tired by the current heightened state of affairs.

We seem intent on getting tall able-bodied men to lead us, somehow believing height equals intelligence and strength. Every time it’s a tall guy sprouting the same rubbish. He gets ousted and we get another tall guy. I’m six foot three and I’m telling you, it’s bullshit, we’re morons. I’m basing that on no scientific evidence. Why? I’m a tall moron and that’s what we do. But as a tall man I will suggest that we put our prejudices aside and start allowing space for the more oddly shaped movers and shakers of the world, because they’d make fine leaders. 

First up, Minister for Communication: Someone with a heavy dose of cerebral palsy. I’ve met several folks with this condition and they’ve all been as smart as a whip. Talking to them is a pleasure as when you finally understand what they’re saying you realise it’s never rubbish. Every word counts. And wouldn’t we love to see journalists (I use that word like they still exist) have to pause and listen before realising they’re being told to bugger off.

 I’d like to see a legless man run finances. When your economy has no legs who better to run it? Actually anyone who can survive and prosper on a disability pension would be more than qualified for the position.

Minister for Policing: Someone with just enough autism to get the job done. I once had to help out a young man who was on the spectrum and wheel chair bound. Nothing got past this guy. You don’t know guilt until someone wheels up to you and says, ‘Adam, I know you steal biscuits.’ How did he know? The pantry door was shut! There was no noisy wrapping. I chewed with my mouth closed & covered it with a scarf. I was muffled! ‘I’m not angry I’m just really disappointed.’ As he wheeled himself out of the kitchen with his head shaking from side to side, I genuinely wanted to call my mum. There’d be no sweeping corruption under the carpet with this guy in your cabinet.  

I’d like to see the Minister for Defence be someone who has stepped on a landmine and survived. Our troops might not be sent to troubled zones if the person doing the sending is at least experiencing phantom pain.

The big job: I’d like to see a party leader who appreciates freedom, demonstrates compassion, someone who knows how to overcome adversity, a person who takes what they’re given and makes the most of it. Now I’m sure many people qualify for this position but I want the person most qualified and even a moron knows, they are probably not tall.