Well, it looks like autistics.org finally crapped out. I was ready to say, "OMG THE MAN GOT ME N MAH PPL DOWN AGAIN," but then I remembered how much trouble they were having with getting enough money to keep their domain name. Guess the anti-cure cool kids get poorer as the pro-cure you-know-whats get richer. So here I am, Aspie X, gleefully stealing Malcolm X's last name for my own civil rights struggle.
The story of my life is long, winding, and gut-bustingly hilarious if you're sick and depraved like me, but I really don't feel like telling it because I start getting angry and then I want to kill something and the blithering Yuppies who surround me don't like that because it's an affront to their fetishistic need for absolute security. See? I'm ranting already.
Thinking about my past sucks, so I've been looking forward to my future. What I really want is to take our cause national and get Oprah and Jon Stewart embroiled in it. Autism is a one-sided debate in the media: people don't argue the pro-cure rhetoric--not even my own father, who, ironically, probably gave me my aspie genes (assuming it's genetic).
So now I'm here HIDING FROM THE MAN O: and kickin' it with my brothers and sisters.