So, since the UN has taken the time and effort to set aside a day in our honour, we should all be partying in celebration, right?



Wrong.



I HATE HAVING A SPECIAL DAY FOR DISABLED PEOPLE, and it's not just because it's got a stupid name. Look, in principle I can see that having one day set aside to celebrate crip pride might not be a bad idea, especially in countries where the disablified find themselves particularly marginalised. It's just, so far it hasn't really lived up to its potential. To be frank, I find the entire thing an embarrassment.



For a start, disabled people didn't come together and decide to have this day ourselves. It was bestowed upon us by a group of benevolent world leaders. I'd respect it if there was anything in it for me. If, for instance, it was commanded that on this day any Normal Person parking illegally in a Blue Badge bay would be thrown in the stocks and pelted with mouldy tomatoes, that'd be quite cool! But no, no conditions whatsoever are attached to this twenty four hour disability lovefest and as a result, not much happens, at least in the UK.



I checked out the events in my community and they include a speech by my local mayor and a workshop on equality. No doubt both will be spellbinding. I feel sure there's weak orange squash involved.



I don't mean to be rude - actually I do, I really do - but let's compare this stuff to similar celebrations hosted by other minority communities.