>This morning, my inbox was flooded with news about how the rate of autism diagnoses may actually be twice than previously thought: 1 in 38.
Before I get rolling on this, here’s a tidbit from Wikipedia to help you stay on the same page as me:
The secondary meaning of Mitzvah refers to a moral deed performed as a religious duty. As such, the term mitzvah has also come to express an act of human kindness. The tertiary meaning of Mitzvah also refers to the fulfillment of a mitzvah.
Alright. Good. We got that out of the way. Goyishe readers, you’re welcome.
“The pursuit of knowledge for its own sake, an almost fanatical love of justice and the desire for personal independence — these are the features of the Jewish tradition which make me thank my stars that I belong to it.
That sums up just about everything I love about it, thank you, Dr. Einstein.
>I just looked at my calendar, readers, and I realized something: Apart from the wonderful revelation that Spring Break is two weeks away, that is. April is coming up, and April is Autism Awareness Month! Let the groaning begin!
>If you’re actively involved in autistic self advocacy, are autistic yourself, have an autistic sibling, an autistic friend, an autistic partner/spouse, an autistic child, or an autistic friend, you have no doubt run into an “Autism Awareness” event, either advertised on the internet, or gone to one in your community. They’re usually marked by an emphasis on children with autism, a plethora of puzzle ribbons, and a decided feeling that it is not for autistic people at all, but rather, designed for relatives (read: Parents and guardians) of people with autism. These events usually don’t take place in autistic-friendly environments, have loud noise, large crowds, and sickeningly bright and flashy décor as part of the package. Usually the speakers will be doctors, parents, representatives from charities, but rarely autistic people themselves. The focus of these lectures will typically be how to curb or mask autistic behavioural traits like stimming, the latest in ABA techniques, or sales representatives for chelating agents and alternative medicine.
>This was inspired in part by my talk at the Children’s Development Center. In the interest of safety, I will not reveal who D is, but I will say that he was there when I was talking to parents like his about autism, which D has.
>Today is Autistics Speaking Day. It was created as a reaction to an Australian group’s “Communication Shutdown” in which they were requesting that people ‘shut down’ their facebooks to understand what it is like to be autistic. There are plenty of reasons why this is ridiculous, and plenty of other terrific bloggers have covered it better than I ever could.
One of the more difficult parts of expressing myself stems from my inability to communicate my thoughts fully when faced with hostile opposition. A lot of people, my own family included, seem to think that I thrive off of drama and near-theatrical displays of emotion, but nothing could be further from the truth. Confrontation, particularly that of the face-to-face variety, terrifies me. When I am faced with a person who is hostile to me or my ideas, I’ve been pushed to the point of an anxiety attack, being temporarily blinded, and having difficulty breathing. I don’t find it fun or pleasurable to do so, it’s a horrific experience I would not wish upon my worst enemy.
>A big reason behind my entering the world of blogging was because I felt that the internet was the ideal way to get across a message that had been systematically ignored, mocked, or silenced out of the public debate on autism: That human beings deserve a basic amount of dignity, respect, bodily and intellectual autonomy, and independence, and that people with autism are human beings.