Showing posts with label autistic pride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autistic pride. Show all posts

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Autistic Pride Day 2015


For Autistic Pride Day, I want to look at where we've been. I want us to move forward together. 


*This is formatted to be linked to on Tumblr, hence talking about Autistic Tumblr.*

Where We've Been


Read this. It's where Autistic Tumblr has been.

Autistic Tumblr has been around for quite some time, starting small, growing ever larger. Of course, Autistic Tumblr is not the extent of activism in general, but I'm posting this on Tumblr, so I recommend reading it. @iamthethunder was actually there, so read that. I can't write to the history of Autistic Tumblr very well because I only popped up in 2013.

I also know that Tumblr isn't the beginning or end of activism, so. There are so many things we have participated in off Tumblr with people who are not on Tumblr. The history of autistic self advocacy as we know it tends to go back to 1993.

Autism is a particularly interesting part of neurodiversity. I don't say this just because I'm autistic. Neurodiversity was born out of the autistic community's desires to separate itself from a parent-based movement in the 1990s. I would argue that's a movement for a modern age, one that needs to be embraced.


“This is important, so take a moment to consider it: Autism is a way of being. It is not possible to separate the person from the autism. Therefore, when parents say, “I wish my child did not have autism, what they're really saying is, “I wish the autistic child I have did not exist, and I had a different (non-autistic) child instead.”

Read that again. This is what we hear when you mourn over our existence. This is what we hear when you pray for a cure.”1 Jim Sinclair penned these words in 1993, and presented them at an autism conference as part of a larger piece entitled “Don't Mourn For Us.” It is largely considered the foundation piece of neurodiversity and the autistic self advocacy movement. Sinclair described the experience of being displayed at autism conferences “a self-narrating zoo exhibit,” where parents of autistic people would pepper them with questions about autism and not expect self advocacy. When Sinclair wrote Don't Mourn for Us, this surprised parents and created anger. Sinclair and others infiltrated listservs, conferences, and met other autistic people, and started talking for themselves. There was great controversy about this – they got kicked out of spaces quite frequently for being self advocates and activists.

Sinclair also created Autism Network International, a group comprised of listservs, forums and a print newsletter, with resources for autistic people, and also for parents of autistic people. ANI also hosted Autreat for many years, a space for autistic people to meet in person and have workshops.

ANI marked a fundamental split between parent groups at this point. Previously, advocacy work for autistics had been done under a cure culture mindset and by parents.

If one considers the larger disability rights framework, autistic self-advocacy developed particularly late, three years after the ADA was passed, in 1993. A group for autistics run by autistics that worked for change in public policy did not develop until 2006.

An example of when autistic advocates took a fight against cure culture occurred in 2007; Joseph Kras analyzed the response to the NYU Child Study Center’s attempt to raise negative awareness about autism and other psychological, psychiatric and neurological conditions. He writes that the “campaign consisted of several ransom notes posted on large billboards, ion kiosks, and at construction sites in New York City and published in Newsweek and New York Magazine.”2 The messages existed as dire warnings of what autism and the other conditions would do to people’s children. The Ransom Notes campaign response came swiftly, Kras notes, not in the form of lawyers arguing over whether it existed as a publicity stunt, but by a “grass-roots internet protest led by self advocates.”3

The president of the Autistic Self Advocacy Network (ASAN), Ari Ne’eman, posted a petition, emailed list-servs, garnered attention from multiple disability rights organizations, posted a sample letter on the ASAN website and distributed contact information for NYU and its board of directors. The arguments Kras describes them as using based themselves on concepts seen in Mel Baggs’ work in the 90s and again later, in the 2010s, after the Ransom Notes affair: that the ads stigmatized disabled people along with creating a sensation of doom that would not encourage parents to seek supports for their children, with the implication that disabled people should not be stigmatized but accepted and all disabled children and adults should receive the proper supports to navigate a world not made for them. 

It has largely been marked as the time when neurodiversity came of age.

Social media has been integral to these movements. This is a movement which is perfect for my generation and newer generations with ever expanding networks. 

Where Do We Want To Go?


Inclusion and intersectionality, in my honest opinion, have to be key components of anything moving forward (I do have a section for it on my Resources page). Autistics of color have routinely been shut out of leadership positions in the broad disability rights movement, but not because they have nothing to say. There is a reason why you don't hear about the Black Panthers working during the 504 sit-ins with disability rights activists, and it is difficult to locate autistics of color in the birth of the neurodiversity movement. They may have been relegated to lesser positions or denied opportunities to speak. Autistics of color are also misdiagnosed frequently, which could be another reason.

However, disability rights organizations in the United States are also starting to pay more attention to the regular mistreatment of Autistics of color. I credit autistics of color themselves for pushing for it. I look to see the day where marginalized communities can figure out a really great approach to intersectionality. Oppressions tend to layer within one another, from LGBTQIA and queer oppression to racism to ableism. I want communities to build up, and up, and up.

I also look to having a close-knit community.

As @iamthethunder said, “ I hope it starts to feel small, though, and that people here are never content, always reaching for what comes next.” Cohesive action will be the name of the game in forging new paths of autism acceptance. Caring about each other and working to put differences aside will help. I am already proud of Autistic Tumblr and being Autistic.

On this Autistic Pride Day 2015, I challenge you to not only have pride in being autistic (if you can't, that is OK too. I am not blaming any autistic person for how they feel about their autism), but to think outside the box in regards to forming a thoughtful, progressive community. I want communities to build up and never stop. I never want this community to be in a position where one loose Jenga tile can send it all falling down.





1Jim Sinclair, http://www.autreat.com/dont_mourn.html

2 Joseph F. Kras, “The “Ransom Notes” Affair: When the Neurodiversity Movement Came of Age,” Disability Studies Quarterly 10, no. 1 (2010).

3 Ibid.

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Other Autistic People Taught Me What Autism Means (Video)


Oh look a video.

Transcript, though captioned (fairly) accurately:

Rough transcript, captions should be listed at some point on the video.  I wrote in my own and it’s setting the timings?

This is an address to parents and people who care for and assist autistic people.

I have been feeling *more* autistic lately, if that makes sense – just using echoes more, realizing scripts more, thinking about things I do. I mean, I flapped at a cat for five minutes the other day.

To other Autistic people…

I stim more, I am more open… and I that’s because I follow so many people on Tumblr and talk on Facebook a lot with people.

Being around other Autistic people is important.

Being around other Autistic people lets you know you can do things with them and also on your own, when situations permit. It gives you almost an internal permission to let go. When I started the k-pagination blog, I was like “Will only write activism posts and reblog activism posts. Serious stuff.” And now it’s just… I need the joy of being Autistic. I will write posts that might seem a bit silly. I will start tagging with the echoes I always had in my head and never used.

Being around other Autistic people is important.

If you’re a parent or caregiver, reading this, let your autistic kids and adults (if you have legal guardianship or something), be around other Autistic people. Don’t isolate them from neurodivergence. That in of itself can be as harmful as a physical seclusion room.

This is not my usual, long and flowing eloquent and bit detached activism. This is an autistic person asking for people to respect lived experiences. I was like your child.

I climbed trees, I ran around shrieking and screaming all the time, and even if I did now, it wouldn’t make me less than. I did a lot of things in those alarmist documentaries. I am worthy of dignity and autonomy. So are your kids and relatives, whether nonspeaking or speaking or need aides and what level of supports they need.

And other Autistic people are the ones who taught me self advocacy and activism. It was just a label before I met Autistic people I talk to and call friends and acquaintances and respect. Though psychiatrists and psychologists can be useful, other Autistic people taught me what autism means, not them.

And to Autistic people watching this, you have the right to be around other Autistic people and talk and share your experiences, and have validation.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Autistic Pride and What you Need to Know

[TW: Includes links to the abuse of Autistic people and violence against them, as well as "quiet hands" and seclusion.]
 
Autistics Speaking

Our methods of communication may not be what you are accustomed to. Sometimes we use assistive technology or just flapping intermingled with words to get the point across. But we all have things to say. Listen.

Pride

We can be proud and often are. We are proud of our neurodivergent brains. And have you ever seen a room of Autistic people flapplauding happily? Have you ever seen the joy we feel when stimming, which isn't just a negative response? Or just the pride in our ways of thinking and doing.

Being Autistic can be hard. Being Autistic can lead to more challenges in the world, but so many of those are based in a society which values spoken/verbal communication and an education system which views it as a compilation of deficits.

More importantly, autism is not something you can change about a person, or something you can cure; it is part of our neurology, hardwired into our brains, so why not be proud?

Also, have you ever seen someone's face light up when they get on their special subject? The way they communicate and move and they are the expert and they want to share? It's beautiful. I can tell you everything about cats, I can explain to you my dragons on Flight Rising, or describe every aspect of eugenic history: I can recite eugenics books in my sleep (almost), name top eugenicists, describe the way they described people, tell you what state passed the first sterilization law and when, who first came up with eugenics in the U.K. and that he was a cousin of Charles Darwin, inform you of how it made its way to Nazi Germany and that American eugenicist Harry Laughlin was later honored by Heidelberg University and he accepted it with pride.


Nightmares: Open Your Eyes to the Things that Happen

People have nightmares all the time. Being locked up in rooms, not knowing how to get out or when they ever will. Violent nightmares where they're at the hands of someone who wants to do them harm. A lot of us live these nightmares in seclusion rooms. We get punished for flapping or making a noise or dropping a pencil or moving in the wrong way or if we argue with someone we get put in a room, locked in. These things happen where we're supposed to be safe, places like schools, places where we're supposed to be able to get an education.

Some of us are afraid, not so much from random strangers on the street but from the people who claim to love us. Some of us are the victims of violence and abuse that's either called self-defense or therapy, like Issy Stapleton, whose mother called her violent and tried to kill her. Some of us don't make it out alive, like Alex Spourdalakis, drugged and stabbed to death. These things happen when we're supposed to be safe, places like our homes, places where we're supposed to be loved and supported.

Most people can wake up from nightmares, but some of us can't. We hold a vigil every year for the victims of violence. We unite to try and put an end to these things.


A Guidebook for the Non-Autistic: Things You Need to Recognize
  • Presumption of competence, believing in our ability to learn and understand, will bring us farther than any abusive therapies.
  • We are marginalized, but we're still here and we will not be quiet; listen to us about things that concern us.
  • Behavior is communication; do not assume behaviors have no reasons behind them, and do your best to understand.
  • The same goes for watching us in public; we may look weird and different to you, but we have reasons and should not be shunned.
  • Representation in the media is not accurate.
  • We can provide valuable information on our disability and autism, and you should listen.
  • The value of our lives are not less regardless of the level of support we need. We have the same rights to life, love, education, jobs, and living conditions as anyone else.
  • Listen.
~
Kit Mead
Autistics Speaking Day 2014

Monday, September 29, 2014

Maybe, in Poetry... Reflections on My Autistic Pride Poetry

TW: Abuse, murder, electric shock mention, links to things on "quiet hands"

I successfully read my poems, "Writing out Infinity: Autistic Pride" and (tw: ableism, violence, murder mentions) "Power Structures" at the 100 Thousand Poets for Change event on Saturday, September 27.

 I received an email later telling me that my poems had touched their heart. It made the fear of standing up in front of people with that microphone, staring at the papers in my hands, trying to put conviction in my voice because I am the authority standing up there on the stage and I know being Autistic is not shameful and I know all the things that have been done to us, worth it. 

I wasn't sure they would understand what I meant by neurodiversity or by infinity, or or the description of stims. I wasn't sure people would understand what I meant by people being afraid to move their hands, or people being afraid to be Autistic in a world that sympathizes with our abusers and murderers, and the innumerable counts of abuse done to us through electric shock and aversive therapies and forced normalization and telling people they can't move their hands and they cut our vocal cords because we scream too much. 

Maybe, in poetry, the graphic or specific details don't need to always be there. Maybe, in poetry, the conviction with which you say it will tell them it's true, will tell them they should look into it, will tell them to presume competence and believe me and tell them that we are not suffering burdens 

--and that we can love ourselves just as much as any non-disabled person.