I’ll start this as bluntly, and honestly as I can. I’m a documented Autistic. Period. What does this mean? Let me tell you, in no uncertain terms, what this means. The GOP and the Democratic parties, as well as the Green Party, Libertarian Party, and all the other political parties, want me dead.
It’s that blunt. It’s that real. It’s that true. Because. I’m Autistic. I’m not like them. They don’t like me, because they don’t understand me. They don’t like me because I do things for reasons they can’t figure out. They don’t like me because they can’t say to me, “You can’t be that way! You can’t do those things!” and expect me to understand what they mean.
Because I’m different. I’m not like them. As a result. I need to be fixed. I need to be cured. Or, lacking a cure, dead. Because, that way, the world works like they do.
I carry an unbelievable amount of rage and hatred toward the political parties. And toward religions. Not Southern Baptists. Not Methodists. Not Roman Catholics. Not Muslims. Not any single religion. But toward all of them. Every last religion. For the exact same reason that I hate the parties. Because I’m different. I’m not like them. And they insist on believing they can beat me in to being like them.
And if I can’t be made over in their image, I can be burned at the stake.
My brother never asked me why I walked away from religion. From every last organized religion in this world. Now, my brother has an answer.
None of them want to save me. Not a single religion wants to save me. Every last religion wants to destroy me. To turn me into a mindless drone who understands the world one way only. Every last religion is, at its core, 100% intolerant of those, like me, who are different.
Let me ask, what’s the first thing that comes to mind when you learn someone is an Autistic?
That’s what I hate. That’s why I’m angry. That’s why I walked away from your churches, and religions. You don’t want a cure. You don’t want us to be happy. Or educated. Or successful. Or anything else.
You want Autism gone. 100% gone. All traces of it. Ever last Autistic on the planet. You want us gone. Because we are different. We don’t fit into your well defined world. We don’t think like you. We don’t feel the same way you do about anything. We are different. That makes us, in your world, defective, and in need of erasure.
If we can be cured, that’s the best solution. Eliminate the difference medically, genetically, so that the entire tree of Autism ceases to exist. And in a generation, all the Autistics already out there will die out of old age.
In any other perspective, any other way of looking at the problem that Autism represents to your societies, that’s called genocide. The murder of an entire people. Because they aren’t like you. It’s the same thing Hitler tried with the Jewish people. The same thing that happened in Serbia. The same thing that ISIS has tried in the Middle East.
You’ll scream. You’ll holler. You’ll stomp your feet. You’ll justify the genocide as curing an illness.
Who gives a fuck what Autistic people think? They’re Autistic. They’re sick. They’re defective. They need to be fixed.
That’s exactly what I live with, every day, on your world. The knowledge, the truth, that you want me, and everyone like me, dead. Gone. Non-existent. So your world can be more like you. So you will have one less difference to deal with. One less need to change yourselves, and grow into a more diverse, more educated, more tolerant, and more healthy people.
This is why I walked away from your churches. From your religions.
You want me dead. You want everyone like me dead.
And you pray, each night, to your God, for a cure for Autism, so all the Autistic people can be normal. Just like you.
Genocide. By any other name. Justified. In the name of God.
And you wonder why I walked away from your religions.