The Juliana Hatifeld Three song “Blame the Stylist” (off of the 2015 album Whatever, My Love) very much is not about treatments aimed at normalizing (in the bad way) autistic people, but it sure as hell works that way metaphorically.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
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The Juliana Hatifeld Three song “Blame the Stylist” (off of the 2015 album Whatever, My Love) very much is not about treatments aimed at normalizing (in the bad way) autistic people, but it sure as hell works that way metaphorically.