First and foremost, as a teacher, I am appalled. Would we claim “free speech” if it were me saying that? Giving a speech in front of my own students and referring to retarded kids? Dropping the f-bomb?

Absolutely not. Never in a million years. I would be held to a higher standard. I expect no less from the likes of him.

I also like how you addressed the anonymous commentors who were so obviously turning this into SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY. For crying out loud. Let’s keep the main thing the main thing.

Kudos to you, Shash. For everything. You were absolutely right. No question.

Take it from a teacher. If not, take it from someone who actually KNOWS what free speech means: you get to say what you want, but you get to be held accountable for it.

For the record, I’m not jesting. I’m not even joking. The truth is you and Kettle don’t know me. All you know is the snapshot I have given you here. You don’t know my history, you only know what I share with you in my blog. However, I do appreciate you sharing yours with me.

Rachel, the word crazed can and does take on many definitions.

I’m not a hypocrite, Rachel, and I’m sorry if you disagree.

I disagreed with the statement Mr. Spurlock said about special needs children only able to work menial jobs because of thier disabilities; and that he has the power to change not only his mind, but others’ minds as well about that.

That message seems to be getting lost in Kettle’s hullaballoo over what I chose to name my blog.

Shame.

I am what my blog is named. I own it and make no apologies for it. Period.

I suffer from a mental disorder, people have often (not nicely) referred to me as Crazy… I am not – I have a disease, one that effects millions of people. My disorder is no less meaningful or painful or misunderstood that that of your children.

I find hypocrisy disgusting – and you madam are a hypocrite.

I am sorry if I am posting anon. I don’t have a blogger account and I am not setting one up just to respond to you.

But my name I Rachel, 38, also a mother of two and a normal person with an illness. That is as personal as your getting from me.

For the record, the word crazed in this situation has nothing to do with insane people at all, but a singular person, ME, who is so in love with her kids and being a mommy that I alternate between delierious joy and frustration because I am a parent and all that comes with being one. To attack my use of the term crazed is really lame.

But I shouldn’t be surprised since you came here anonomously. Here’s the definition of crazed for easy reference.

Craze \Craze\ (kr[=a]z), v. t. [imp. & p. p. Crazed (kr[=a]zd)

3. To derange the intellect of; to render insane.
Any man . . . that is crazed and out of his wits. –Tilloston.
Grief hath crazed my wits. –Shak.
Source: Webster’s Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913)

As for walking in someone’s shoes, again for the record, I have on both accounts. I am a parent of a special needs child, have been in therapy on and off for years, and volunteer in my kids’ school system with children of varying exceptionalities. So, I guess I walk the walk, as well as talk the talk.

You can take you kettle and leave now. I don’t need it, thanks.

As for my other posts about TV shows and bathing suits; I am human. Not only am I allowed as a human to talk about frivolous things like TV shows and swimsuits; I’m also allowed to voice my displeasure about a comment made by a person who should have thought before he spoke in front of a crowd.

Just like you are allowed to comment anonomously. See how that works?

Neat, huh?

Thanks for stopping by.

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