How to “read” X-Men (like a mutant).

In a matter of months, the first X-Men film to feature Bryan Singer at the helm since 2003 will be released. This has brought forth a deluge of X-Men related posts on Fudgebook and other such publicity. But just like there is a How To Read Donald Duck in which analysis of Disney’s material is taken to extremes, I think it is worth taking a look at X-Men for similar reasons.

What is democracy?

In my previous post, I added a poll that was subsequently linked to separately. Now, whilst this poll does not follow any scientific protocol in order to prevent idiots trying to rig the results, I think that a singular poll from someone that the mainstream passives are trying their best to ignore anyway would be deemed unworthy of the effort. Having said that, the results are rather interesting.

The meaning of awareness. The real meaning, in the real world context.

Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Autism Awareness. Diabetes Awareness. Cancer Awareness. Spina Bifida Awareness. Down’s Syndrome Awareness. Retardation Awareness. Being born without limbs Awareness.

See where I am going with this yet, normies?

Stereotyping part fifty million.

Another big problem I have with the autistic civil rights movement in its current incarnation is that one group seems to believe its view of itself should be applied to all groups. A good example of this in recent months is a publication called Loud Hands. You see, there is a stereotype, based largely on diagnostic criteria and psychologist writing, that has it that autistic individuals rock about like badly-made chairs or wave their hands about like a six year old who has watched too many rap star videos.

What “you” look like to me, in a civil rights model sense.

(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.

Can you blame me?

Labels, function, and other things autistic.

Before I go into anything else, I want to preface this essay by stating that I have read a small amount of the texts offered by one Amy Sequenzia, and I admire this woman’s bravery as well as her willingness to speak up against the curebie menace. But when I read yet another tirade about “functioning labels” (their words), I feel compelled to step in and offer a few comments.

X-Men: First Class.

Films exist that depict the reality of life on the autistic spectrum to one degree or another. None of them were made as such on purpose. When a film designed by accountants or individuals who likely have never met a psychologist or an autistic adult tries to depict being autistic, the result is always such a slap in the face that it makes the result impossible for me to watch.