WARNING: The view points expressed in this article may offend some, well actually a lot of, people. So if you are easily offended or extremely "nice", stop reading this.
Everyday, I take the bus as my primary mode of transportation. Besides walking, I spend majority of my time trying to occupy the same seat on the public transit. It's a game I play with myself, yeah, I know it's sad, but something's gotta distract you. Anyway, in my transit experience, and life experience in general (which is not much, so this point could be invalid), I have made some observations regarding disabled people.
When we see a blind person, or a mentally handicapped person, most people feel at least a little bit of pity for them. So out of sympathy, we offer them special privileges. Yeah, most people think this way when they are in a good mood and the sun is shining. But if you think about it, what if someone was handicapped by his own irresponsibility? Take this case scenario. Some stupid dipsomaniac decides that he would go binge drinking with his bum buddies and then drive home. On his way home, his vision blurs and he hits a goddamn tree and his paralyzed from the waist down for the rest of his life. So he spends his days feelings sorry for himself and his unfortunate "fate", wheeling around in a chair. He becomes bitter and grumpy because he lost the use of his legs, his ability of sexual intercourse, etc. and thus, when he is out on the streets, he expects people to make way for him because he has been the victim of "God's wrath". So because this dumb bastard is irresponsible and caused his own disability (whether he recognizes this or not), we the common citizens are suppose to feel sorry for him? Make way for him? Treat him like he is Oliver Twist? I don't think so. If this cripple gets on the bus and expect me to get out of my friggin seat just so he can attach himself to a safety device, I say fuck you, this is your fault, don't expect me to sacrifice ass for you.
Another case scenario, okay this is a bit more realistic and personal, a blind person. Okay, let me tell you a story about blind people I've encountered. Once a blind man was in front of me in a bus line, smiling and looking really happy even though he can't see shit. He looks like he has no bitterness and accepts his fate of totally darkness. When the bus pulled up, he turned and tried to mount the first step. He had some difficulty with footing, so I gave him a hand. Then this gentle blind man turns into a ferocious Cyclops with an inferiority complex. He turns to me with this malicious look on his face and says "I can get on the bus by myself thanks." I was totally taken aback. I only dished out this evidence of philanthropy because I felt like he might be a good person with some bad luck. But no, apparently, I discriminated against his capabilities and made wild and hateful assumptions (rolls eyes). There was another brush with these inadequate monsters. I was also at a bus stop, this time alone. This blind man walks by with a lady escorting him. From the way she was telling him what to do with his cane, I induced that he was a newbie to blindness, and the fact that he looked bitter as hell. He rushed by hitting everything with his cane like he wanted the world to die, and he hit me in the process. He turned around, like he could see what he hit, but instead just gave me this look like "Get back here so I can take out my bitterness on you". He didn't apologize or anything, and he hit me quite hard. I could of sued for personal damage had I been in the States where any case is possible. I'm not greedy, but Jesus, you would think these people would have the decency to at least say sorry for the amount of time it takes. I mean their lives are half on our hands now because their safety out on the road and traffic is totally dependent on good Samaritans such as myself. There is no logic here. If there were a group of disabled people crossing the street and a giant truck was heading right for their broken bodies, I would only save the ones that 1) didn't have a choice in his disability, meaning it was not his fault and 2) was not afraid to ask for help, NICELY!
On this basis, disabled people should wear tags that state the cause of their disability. If they happen to be especially bitter and angry, they should attend anger management classes and pacific meditation. The two handicapped people I encountered, well, I would leave them to get hit by the truck several times over. We, the innocent citizens, should not be accountable for their miseries, and the sympathy we give them is of our own choice, and they should not mistake that for obligation. No one is obligated to be nice to handicapped people. They should be so lucky that most people help them, so appreciate it.