ok so when I started this book it was very reluctantly. i am abled and have not confronted my own ableism a lot, so i was expecting it to make me feel guilt, shame, the whole fragility shebang when confronted with one's own bigotry. but actually, i did not because a) this is a very funny book as elsa sjunneson writes in a very snarky way b) it is mostly about ableism in the media, so it didn't really teach me to change something about my behavior, specifically, but still got me to question some assumptions and thought patterns