A reflection on diagnosis and teaching

I doubt that anyone who knows me as a person will find it surprising that I am autistic or that I learned such at a relatively late stage in life. But there are things about this that need to be thought about or reflected upon. Sides, issues, and all that hoohah. So for the next page or more, I am going to pour my brains out onto the page and see if you learn anything from it.

More reflections on RoboCop (aka Paul Verhoeven is awesome, part three of eleventy billion multiplied by the square root of the distance between where I sit and Proxima Centaurii)

So after I published my previous writing about the subject of the most awesome film that has ever been made (and likely will be made, at least during my lifetime), I began to think to myself. I have really not begun to describe why it is so incredibly, utterly, mind-blowingly awesome, at least not on a level that fans can appreciate.