I struck upon an idea last night which may be somewhat controversial. Feel free to leave a comment or email me if you disagree. Mind you speaking of which, I must first say that I have no intention of killing any bar staff, especially if it means traipsing halfway across London to do so, and I was never as drunk as Ricardio describes. Seldom anyway; and I certainly wasn’t that drunk on Sunday.

That aside, yesterday I stated to wonder whether there was a difference between ‘old crips’ and new crips’ in terms of attitude. Broadly – and this is essentially an arbitrary division – old crips are those with congenital conditions, who have been disabled from birth; new crips are those who have become disabled, through accident or otherwise, later in life. I was on facebook and I came across a woman complaining vehemently that disabled toilets shouldn’t be called disabled toilets but accessible toilets. I thought, ”relax, there are far bigger battles to fight than what bogs are called.” I know the person who said this, and they are a new crip. It occurred to me that, in my experience, those who have been disabled from birth are more likely to let such things slide, having learned over the years that some battles just aren’t worth the energy. I think one can be too combattative, and that this leads to a situation where one rails against the entire world. It’s unhealthy.

New crips are more likely to rail; I think, in some ways, they have more reason to. Yet I think they must learn to calm down, to accept the world as it is sometimes. They must learn, as we did as infants, that the world can never truly be how you want it to be.