A Public Apology

I want to make a public apology to anybody shocked by my outburst on Bangor High Street this morning. I never intended to offend anybody and I promise to pay for any damage I did to the gentleman’s crutches.

To be perfectly honest, I don’t know what came over me. I’m normally a great advocate for disabled rights and I would never normally push a wheelchair out of my way. But when I get something in my head, it’s hard to stop me. Of course, if the guy hadn’t made a point of wheeling himself in front of me while I was rushing for the bus, I might not have acted the way I did. And he shouldn’t have threatened me with his crutch. And what kind of person needs a wheelchair and a crutch? I’m not saying he was playing the professional victim, though we know there are enough of those around these days, but he should take some responsibility for what happened. Isn’t it only right, in a society where we’re all equal, that I have the right to pick a fight with a guy in wheelchair. Can’t he also be in the wrong?

However, let’s say no more about it. If he wants to email me his details, I’ll sort out replacement crutch. And if any damage was done to his wheelchair, I’ll have that fixed too. As for any physical trauma, I’m afraid he’ll have to deal with that himself. There’s a limit to how much apologising I will do when I’m not totally in the wrong. It wasn’t as though I asked him to rip off my thong and parade it down the street on the end of his crutch. But the less said about that the better. I've had enough of apoligising.