Apologies, ladies and gents, but this is a bit of a rant.
People don’t really understand why I get so upset by dyslexia jokes. I mean, it doesn’t matter, right? it’s just a joke. Most dyslexia jokes are based on the idea that it’s funny that people get words wrong. It is. That’s not what dyslexia is, though.
Dyslexia is the reason I was told by a physics teacher at an open day not to do A level physics. Dyslexia is the only thing I was asked about at an interview that I didn’t get in the summer.
Because people don’t know what dyslexia is, and don’t really care what it is, I am frequently treated like I’m some sort of FUCKING moron. That’s why.
That’s why it upsets me that people either don’t know the difference or don’t care that there is one. I don’t make lonely old wanker jokes, because some of my friends are lonely old wankers.
I don’t make shit poets who think they’re John Cooper Clark but are actually talent-less wannabe jokes, because some of my friends are shit poets who think they’re John Cooper Clark but are actually talent-less wannabes.
They do make dyslexia jokes, though. The wanker and the wannabe.
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