You should have seen the line. There must have been several thousand people waiting for my autograph. Fortunately, I didn’t have to sign any of the books. I had my assistants sign them for me ahead of time. I just sat at the table and passed them out.
I can’t believe how hard it is to pass out books for three hours. My arms were so sore that I had to have my massage therapist give me a deep muscle massage right after the event. I was exhausted.
At one point, one of my assistants came and whispered in my ear that there was a young crippled boy in the back of the line who seemed to be struggling on his crutches. My assistant suggested that we let him cut to the front of the line.
The novice Pope might have allowed the crippled boy to the front, but that would have been a terribly unjust act. I can’t let every crippled person simply cut to the front of the line.
Besides, anyone can grab crutches and pretend to be crippled. It’s too easy to fake.