That post about rural America, Russia and China having the same energy reminds me of something that comes up every time someone here hears I grew up in Australia - people will be like "oh wow! so living here in Finland is the total opposite of what you're used to" but you have to realise that the moment I first felt oddly at home here was when I was working in Inari village and one of the other guys there gestured at the lake before saying "we race snowmobiles on that in summer. Turns out they work on water". Finland hides being a hick country behind a Helsinki-shaped smokescreen in the same way Australia tries to hide behind its 3 entire large cities, but if you go further north than about Jyväskylä (or drive an hour out of Sydney) you will know the truth and part of that truth is that all hick places in the world are the same. Someone in the forest near Kemi is probably trying to combine car modding and grilling like that Chinese guy did right this very second, and so is someone in the desert brush near Broken Hill, and the only difference is what kind of weather-repellent hat they're wearing
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“That’s right…. my son’s paediatrician says that my autistic way of parenting supports my son too well for him to be traumatised enough for a diagnosis, so we should let school traumatise him and come back later…
…Which brings me to thinking about how we identify autism in the children who are now being raised by autistic parents in a respectful and supportive way. The children who have experienced acceptance of their autistic neurology from birth and who have never been exposed to harmful therapies.
Autistic children raised by accepting parents, often autistic themselves.”
It’s true. The current clinical model for Autism is based on traumatized Autistic children. The experiences of happy, well-nurtured, thriving Autistic people have been hugely excluded from the clinical literature. That needs to change.
“That’s right…. my son’s paediatrician says that my autistic way of parenting supports my son too well for him to be traumatised enough for a diagnosis, so we should let school traumatise him and come back later…
…Which brings me to thinking about how we identify autism in the children who are now being raised by autistic parents in a respectful and supportive way. The children who have experienced acceptance of their autistic neurology from birth and who have never been exposed to harmful therapies.
Autistic children raised by accepting parents, often autistic themselves.”
It’s true. The current clinical model for Autism is based on traumatized Autistic children. The experiences of happy, well-nurtured, thriving Autistic people have been hugely excluded from the clinical literature. That needs to change.
i dont read film reviews i just see what my gay mutuals are saying about it & base my judgement on that
So imagine you’re a gay top, right, and you’re out on a date with your partner, just having a fun time, and you’re about to head home, when you spot this kid passed out on the streets, your partner wants to help him, but you’re obviously a little worried that you could face severe repercussions if you help this random kid, then you realize that he could be a potential ally, so the two of you drag him out of the streets and into a safe space, and when he wakes up, he confesses that he’s homeless, so you and your partner go through the process of adopting him, you two take him home, you two give him a good meal, you two start to teach him some philosophies in life, he slowly grows up, you two help him through his bad dreams, you two help him through his bad memories, you two play games with him, he completely roasts you at an eating contest, he’s extremely active, you’re always on the move, you’re walking everywhere, like literally walking all the time, like so much walking, and you’re there for him and then all of a sudden, his childhood friend shows up on your doorstep and is like, “Your adopted son is really the king.” and then he falls in love with a woman in like 2.55 minutes which is definitely not something you two taught him how to do, so you’re confused, and the weather gets really weird, and you’re even more confused and in the end, all you really want to know is WHO’S THE MONKEY and by the time you’re dressing in drag and doing the hula, you’ve realized that maybe it’s better if you just don’t worry about it…
