Mong. Spastic. Flid. And why I will never watch “Love, Actually”
Mong. Spastic. Flid. When I was at school, in the 1970s, these were all insults used by other children, not by me or my friends. I don’t remember any of us using these words. Just typing them, nearly 40 years later, makes me feel uncomfortable. I thought that they had gone away in the 1980s,… Continue reading Mong. Spastic. Flid. And why I will never watch “Love, Actually”