I know this is going to come as a shock to some folks, but it turns out that when you cross the line from “not disabled” to “disabled”, a mysterious fellow in a cowl doesn’t appear on your doorstep to hand you a manual and a bunch of code words.
Holy crap, this article is ?. So many truth bombs about accessibility and where the burden of duty lies. (Hint, it’s NOT WITH THE FUCKING DISABLED PERSON).