It was almost stop-tap time when my name came up, and that was the excuse my friends had been waiting for to shower me with beer.

In the insanely arrogant supermensch tones normally reserved for neoconists, Ivo Omrcanin writes […]

Given enough time, the logic goes, water can cleave solid rock and mountains can be reduced to plains. This gradualism now underpins modern geologic thought. ... Maybe we'll find evidence that the rock layers are exposed on the flanks of Mount Sharp [on Mars] not because a river carved through them over millions of years, but because the wind blew against them for billions of years – the ultimate in gradualism.

While I did not know other queer crips, at least I was not alone. Eventually I began to meet and network with other like-bodied men.