(An important note: This article was written before the school shootings and the autism strawmanning the curebies used it for took place. At the time this was written, I hated passives enough that I would throw them in a bonfire with the normies. As a result of those events, I am unsure whether I hate passives less than normies or curebies now. Go figure.)
I will admit right now, I am well aware that my superiority-based view of how the battle for our civil rights should be enforced can be rather alienating, even where others of my kind are concerned. But after the so-called 2012 Congressional hearings on autism, I have a question that not only would I like to ask what I not-so-nicely call passives, but one that I feel they should be asking themselves.
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Lydia Brown, the author of the Autistic Hoya journal, recently published a photo on Fudgebook. This, in itself, is unremarkable, of course. People post photographs on their Fudgebook pages all of the time. But what makes this particular photograph worth noting is the content. In the photograph, both arms are crossed at angles across her torso. On the upper arm is a message in Arabic. On the lower is a message in English. According to Lydia, both have the same meaning. Being that I do not speak Arabic, I can only take her word for it. Whilst I have only been reading her work for a handful of weeks, I have yet to encounter any evidence of dishonesty being in her nature. But all waffling aside, the English version of the message reads “I don’t understand how many people can hate”.
In a previous entry, I wrote about the fact that democracy and the rule of the majority are not the same thing. If you have not already read this fact that is apparently not to the liking of the ignorant and stupid, then please click on the link and read up a bit on the background. I can wait, and there is a chance that what I am about to say here might make more sense.
Ask a factory worker, a janitor, or even some well-read authors what they think the Greek-origin word “democracy” means, and they will tell you it is where the idea that gets the most votes is the one that gets enacted. This “do whatever fifty percent plus one wants to do” description is even taught to us in primary and secondary schools as if it were factual. Unfortunately, like just about everything in life, there is the surface-scratching shorthand explanation, and there is the detailed, complex explanation. The latter may take more time to explain, and be more difficult for the person hearing the explanation to understand, but as William of Ockham really did say, entities should not be posited without necessity. Well, friends and neighbours, when it comes to what democracy really is, a lot of entities are actually necessary.
So, last night (at around 0200 hours, so more like this morning), I finally finished my first reading of the Harper Lee novel To Kill A Mockingbird. I originally purchased this copy of the novel about two weeks ago, so my reading speed is quite sluggish as you might have noticed. I tend to get distracted and turn to other tasks in mid-read, so this should surprise nobody. The irony here is that considering I could read at what you clowns call an adult level when I was three years old, unless the literature in question is of a certain quality, I find it terrible and painful to try and read it.