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.
My quibble with this Autism in Adulthood commentary on alternatives to ableist language technically isn’t with the commentary itself, per se, so much as with how “on the spectrum”—a term I dislike—is defined.
In the (just shy of) four years since my diagnosis, I’ve come to eschew the idea of there being a capitalized, singular Autism Spectrum onto which you can place at some specific point any given individual autistic person. Instead, I favor thinking of each autistic person having their own, individual spectrum of autistic features. Think of it like the spectra of individual elements.
You can’t set me down on the continuous spectrum at “violet”, or “orange”. You instead have to think of me as Helium, or Nitrogen. What’s more: one’s individual spectrum of autistic features varies not only over the course of one’s life but sometimes even over the course of a given day.
Originally published to mediocreautistic.tumblr.com by Bix Frankonis. Comments and replies by email are welcome.