All in Size Matters

If your parents are anything like mine, you grew up learning not to point at kids who walked with arm crutches/braces because it’s impolite to stare or make fun of those who are seemingly less fortunate.  As an adult, when you come upon someone who is disfigured or maybe missing a limb, the best version of you musters a smile and tries not to make them feel out of place. When did we amend the social contract and declare open season on people who don’t fit our ideal aesthetic?