As I've mentioned, I don't make much. I don't have much to give. I don't suppose many people do.
Dave Taylor on Twitter suggested an organization called DonorsChoose.org, which has mechanisms for creating a donation widget so my readers can donate to small and specific projects, intended to help teachers help students in small but important ways. That's what that "Grizzly's Growls Challenge" gadget is for.
Iif you can give a few bucks, click on the widget and take a look at some of the projects I thought particularly appropriate; projects to help with reading, for special needs kids, for Autistic kids. Every little bit helps, and completing any of these projects isn't out of reach, a little bit at a time.
Up to you. I really hate asking for stuff. But since I could, I put this thingie up to ask for me. There's one on the Podcast page, too, of course.
Check it out at least. Thanks.
Grizzly
A person of integrity expects to be believed. And when they are not, they let time prove them right. -- -- -- "Whatever autism is, it is not a unique product of modern civilization. It is a strange gift from our deep past, passed down through millions of years of evolution." Steve Silberman - Neurotribes
Donors Choose - Grizzly's Giving Page
Showing posts with label autism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autism. Show all posts
Friday, October 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
The New Wave
Wanted to share with you an article from "New York Magazine," I think, that is as balanced as possible a representation of What Goes On with all the groups with positions on the Autism Spectrum. The article brought tears to my eyes. Wish I had written it.
New York Magazine Article: The New Wave of Autism Rights Activists
This is a lot of what I've been trying to explain for the last couple years. But I'm not a journalist, I'm a blogger. Someday, I gotta learn how to write. Again.
New York Magazine Article: The New Wave of Autism Rights Activists
This is a lot of what I've been trying to explain for the last couple years. But I'm not a journalist, I'm a blogger. Someday, I gotta learn how to write. Again.
Monday, May 5, 2008
OhMiGod, is She podcasting?
Just wanted to let you know, my friend TR Kelley is starting a new podcast, called "Radio Calico." Just put up the very first show. Just based on what I've heard and seen from her before, it ought to be fun and interesting, and just a bit odd. Which is what will make it fun and interesting. Not at all as staid and conservative as myself.
Congrats, TR, and I hope you have as much fun with it as I have!
Congrats, TR, and I hope you have as much fun with it as I have!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Autism, Asperger, Zen, And How Real Life Really Sucks
Well, gee, so people with autism spectrum disorders -don't- have the most education on autism???
If you want to understand any Spectrum, by definition you need to understand all the colors, and not just one color, one little piece through one filter that happens to be a pleasant "color" and is easy to deal with. Everybody likes blue, because it's a color frequency nobody can really see very clearly.
So, yeah, they get to deal with all of us -- all of our quirks and foibles and annoying habits -- because if they want to get autistic kids to the point where they become autistic adults, they really ought to know what autistic adults are like, and how we survived long enough to get to be Us.
I'm sure there are any number of fund-raising organizations who'd be more than glad to tell them a shortcut or an easy political effort formula they can follow. Usually involves beatings or locking kids in closets and whatnot, but hey, if that's their thing, they're asking in the wrong venue.
If they want autistic kids to get to where we are, they have to follow the narrow road and the straight gate. It isn't easy, it sure as hell isn't easy to explain, and if they think they can find an easy guide down the right path, they haven't been paying attention. There isn't one.
I sure as hell hope they figure that out, and are willing to pay the exhorbitant price to get here. And I'm not done yet. And I will probably never be done. But that's okay, because somebody was smart enough to make sure those tools were in the hands of the person who had to handle them.
That person was me. That person is the autistic person themselves. Parents get old and can't keep up. Parents die, as one of mine did. I can do what I've (barely) managed to do, because I had the tools to hand, and I did what was necessary to survive this long.
So if they want to live in the real world and deal with what it takes to get where we are, let them come here and ask specific questions. If they want magic, I'm sure the Amazing Lovass will be more than happy to wave some hands and show some smoke and mirrors.
They're asking the wrong questions, because they're afraid of the right answers.
And that makes me a pure, high-quality asshole, because nobody wants what I've said to be true, me included. "And yet it moves," as Galileo is supposed to have said. The truth has an annoying quality in the most demanding circumstances of remaining the truth.
If you want to understand any Spectrum, by definition you need to understand all the colors, and not just one color, one little piece through one filter that happens to be a pleasant "color" and is easy to deal with. Everybody likes blue, because it's a color frequency nobody can really see very clearly.
So, yeah, they get to deal with all of us -- all of our quirks and foibles and annoying habits -- because if they want to get autistic kids to the point where they become autistic adults, they really ought to know what autistic adults are like, and how we survived long enough to get to be Us.
I'm sure there are any number of fund-raising organizations who'd be more than glad to tell them a shortcut or an easy political effort formula they can follow. Usually involves beatings or locking kids in closets and whatnot, but hey, if that's their thing, they're asking in the wrong venue.
If they want autistic kids to get to where we are, they have to follow the narrow road and the straight gate. It isn't easy, it sure as hell isn't easy to explain, and if they think they can find an easy guide down the right path, they haven't been paying attention. There isn't one.
I sure as hell hope they figure that out, and are willing to pay the exhorbitant price to get here. And I'm not done yet. And I will probably never be done. But that's okay, because somebody was smart enough to make sure those tools were in the hands of the person who had to handle them.
That person was me. That person is the autistic person themselves. Parents get old and can't keep up. Parents die, as one of mine did. I can do what I've (barely) managed to do, because I had the tools to hand, and I did what was necessary to survive this long.
So if they want to live in the real world and deal with what it takes to get where we are, let them come here and ask specific questions. If they want magic, I'm sure the Amazing Lovass will be more than happy to wave some hands and show some smoke and mirrors.
They're asking the wrong questions, because they're afraid of the right answers.
And that makes me a pure, high-quality asshole, because nobody wants what I've said to be true, me included. "And yet it moves," as Galileo is supposed to have said. The truth has an annoying quality in the most demanding circumstances of remaining the truth.
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