Autism, Empathy, and The R Word

Yes! Diversity is what we are. And we all should succeed in living and understanding it. H does. I’m so happy-flappy again to read this. 😉

Thirty Days of Autism

I have to tell you that my son, H, loved watching a somewhat irritating internet show called Fred – which I think is rather much of a sensation with the early teen or pre-adolescent set. Well – a while back I asked him why he wasn’t watching it any more – and he said,  “Fred is dead – he used the R word – so I am not watching that show anymore.”

That was over 4 months ago
 and he hasn’t gone back to it.

Last night we went to a movie and I was working hard to remind H that he needed to be quiet in the theatre. This is always a bit of a challenge – as he is so full of questions – and really I do want to encourage that kind of thinking and questioning and social interaction.

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Recommendation: VECTORS OF AUTISM – Eye-opening film about the feelings and perceptions of Laura, an autistic adult.

I just still can’t believe that this occurred.
Yes, autistics have feelings. Strong feelings.
And autistics have personal potential for themselves.
Life-worthy and loveable.
We don’t deserve genocide.
We deserve happiness.
I feel one hundred percent taken up and released back into freedom.
Thank you, Laura! A trillionbillion times!
‘Cause times are changing. 😉

The link to her site:

http://www.lauranagle.net/Film.htm

here’s the direct link to the film:

http://www.cultureunplugged.com/documentary/watch-online/play/50992/Vectors-of-Autism–a-documentary-about-Laura-Nagle

“I’ve been autistic for 57 years. A person might think I’d be good at it by now
 but I’m not!!”

Finnish autism foundation about ‘Vectors of autism’ (for english translation scroll down).

AutismisÀÀtiö / Autism Foundation of Finland

(Scroll down for english text)

Harvoin nĂ€kee dokumentteja joiden aikana minua hymyilyttÀÀ nĂ€in paljon. Vectors of Autism on John Schafferin ohjaama dokumentti Laura Naglesta, 57-vuotiaasta autistisesta naisesta. ”Kuolisin ennemmin omana itsenĂ€ni kuin elĂ€isin jonakuna toisena” , hĂ€n sanoo. Samanlaista aitoutta ja kykyĂ€ katsoa itseÀÀn sekĂ€ ympĂ€röivÀÀ maailmaa lempeĂ€sti ja huumorilla toivoisin kaikille ihmisille. YritĂ€n itsekin muistaa tĂ€mĂ€n ajatuksen seuraavalla kerralla kun oma autismini aiheuttaa haastavia tilanteita. Muutaman kerran vuodessa löydĂ€n itseni toivomasta etten olisi autismikirjon henkilö – yleensĂ€ sen jĂ€lkeen kun olen huomannut stimmaamiseni tai muun kĂ€ytökseni loitontavan minua muista ihmisistĂ€. Harvoin kyse on kuitenkaan siitĂ€ ettĂ€ aidosti kĂ€yttĂ€ytyisin huonosti, vaan siitĂ€ ettei kĂ€ytökseni ole sellaista mitĂ€ pidetÀÀn normaalina. Aspergeriani enemmĂ€n pÀÀnvaivaa aiheuttaa muiden ihmisten suhtautuminen siihen.

”PidĂ€n esiintymisestĂ€, koska autismista puhutaan paljon, mutta suurimmaksi osaksi sellaisten ihmisten toimesta jotka eivĂ€t ole autistisia”. TĂ€mĂ€ pitÀÀ paikkansa ympĂ€ri maailman. Autismikirjon aikuiset ovat nousseet ajamaan omia oikeuksiaan ja vĂ€hentĂ€mÀÀn neuroepĂ€tyypillisiin henkilöihin kohdistuvia


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Sounding the Alarm… there is no acceptance here…

Thirty Days of Autism

Screen shot 2014-07-18 at 1.37.36 AMOn Tuesday, July 15, I was still editing the comment below for the Autism Speaks docutrauma, Sounding the Alarm: Battling the Autism Epidemic, which is currently on Netflix. My intention was to leave it in the reviews section on Netflix with a one star review
 and, to be honest, I was considering doing so without actually watching the film. Messages of fear and negative stigma about my child and other family members and my friends are not high on my list of the media I am eager to consume.

“As a mother of an Autistic teen and a Special Education Teacher, I find this film offensive.

I daily see the impact of the negative stigma spread by Autism Speaks. AS tells my child, my students and their families that Autistic people are a burden, an epidemic, and a tragedy.

I encourage those who view this film to look deeper



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Road Trip Activism… #BoycottAutismSpeaks

A strong young man with heart & brains, stands against stigma of ‘Autism Speaks’

Thirty Days of Autism

The other day H and I went on a road trip to Bellingham, WA. We talked long, as is our habit on lengthy drives, and had the chance to explore all sorts of topics. We also nabbed the chance to take a few photos in front of an Autism Speaks billboard.

We have driven by this billboard so many times – and each time I have cringed as we discuss the rhetoric promoted by Autism Speaks, because I wonder if the positive messages we give our son are enough to mitigate the constant barrage of negativity in the media.

But this time we stopped, and when we did so, I could see that H stood a little taller


H and I will feel different from now on when we pass that sign because we shifted things to create a message of pride.  This action, though it may have been


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As I was born and found a fascist world #AutismIsNotACrime (by Ruuby May Blue)

The time when I was born held lots of opportunities to look forward to.
As I, in the age of two, came to a care-mothers house, I faced that these opportunities didn’t hold very caring, but brutal and superior supervisors for me.
They did not want to even know about my autism. So they didn’t.

When I entered school, I faced that teachers weren’t very ambitioned to teach but compel or just pass over me.
School mates weren’t making friends or supporting but treating me like ‘the alien’, a thing that would immediately pull a lasergun or start using psi-force on them. Their parents did not give a flip about if I was interested in them or not and finally I’ve got used to being a victim of constant bullies, deprivation or physical attacks.

As I entered to highschool it got worse.
A constant torture through teachers, pupils and at least…
..my own family.

Why? I talked, moved and looked different from them,
I did not shout, did not fight, I loved ‘unloveable things’ and smiled insecurely or turned my eyes down.

The day I started my vocational training – the same.
But I learned.
I forced myself to lift my gaze and
interact the way the others did.
But this time I was old enough to make this my decision.

Today I have two friends, I know over a long period of time and I do –
somedays good, somedays bad to cope with my environment.
I even work hard on a relationship to make it a real partnership with a balanced giving and taking.
All this, because I feel it can be very rewarding and I really do feel love for these people.

I don’t hold a gun in my closet, waiting for payment day.
I don’t even really have a feeling of wishing someone bad who hurted me.
Revenge is one unlogical nonsense to me, that isn’t rewarding in any way.

And I don’t feel like proving this to anyone either. The press puts autistics under a kind of pressure to do so.

Now I am here. After so many years of being denied, mistreated and violated.

Now I am here and all over the world there’s a misconception spread by uninformed, uninvolved journalists who teach the people to fear and hate me.
The Asperger autistic they don’t know.
“Aspergers seem to live in a self-centered and almost fascist world”, they say.

Oh! It never crossed my mind, that I bullied, denied, ignored, robbed and raped myself for thirty years.
Why the heck do I still care for others, if it’s just me – in a vacuum?

Yesterday the European elections took place. Well now, I must come to the conclusion, that it must have only been Aspergers voting Aspergers into the new fascist parliament.
Maybe this is our only way to get attention of the rest of fascists instead of pulling the trigger 24/7. (Gets exhausting at times.)
But maybe, too, you’d do better to watch the Elliott Rogers inside yourself(?)

This is how easy people are.
(Who ARE these folks, reading and believing this bullshit away from the spot, never questioning these journalists credibility?)
This is how simple their minds are made.
This is how they make the world.
This fascist.
This brutal.
This self-glorifying.

It’s not a crime, being Asperger autistic. But it now definately means
becoming criminalized.