Apparently November 1 was a day when we were supposed to get online and write, to demonstrate to moron curebies and the rest of the world that we can speak for ourselves thank you very much. I only found this out on my November 1, so I am late to the party. I am used to that. In lieu of my participation, I wish to present two essays. The first follows under the jump.
Whilst going through links on the Autism Blogs Directory, I went back to the Radical Neurodivergence Speaking journal once again. You sort of have to be in the right mood for this particular journal, because as I have said on my small page of links to things I think people should look at, that author frequently looks at where I am at in terms of asserting my rights, and picks up the pace from there. (Metaphorically speaking, I mean. I am not even convinced that he reads my work.) Continue Reading