No Thrones. No Crowns. No Kings. →
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
Lisa Schmeiser gets into the costs and benefits of “cocooning” (via Simon Woods), and I just wanted to say that this bit here in fact pretty closely matches how I have to approach my actually-autistic life just to maintain my general day-to-day sanity.
Cocooning actually doesn’t help us acquire or retain the necessary skills for interacting with others (or even recognizing their innate humanity) outside our highly selective bubbles. What it does do is give us the option to watch what we want, eat what we want, talk online with whom we choose to chat, and do so in our space on our timeline. If people feel so compelled to exert such control over their time, it may be a subconscious or wholly deliberate response to the perception that there’s just too much outside their control.
(Empasis added.)
In my case, there’s nothing subconscious about it at all: so much of living is unpredictable, I’ve got to structure as much of it as possible to be as close to predictable as possible. Doing so, in fact, is a significant factor in being capable of handling the truly unexpected, or the minor variations that nonetheless always will manage to creep into one’s designed predictability.
It’s not a perception “that there’s just too much outside” my control. That’s really how the world is; some of us are just a bit more predictable in our need to hold unpredictability at arm’s length.