Fuck you, Autism Speaks. Not even scared. I’m painting my nails red in protest, for the entire duration of April, but unfortunately will still have to wear things that are blue because 1) work uniform and 2) turquoise is my favorite color, so I have some tops containing it.
Autism isn’t all about you — and, thanks to COVID-19, nobody is going to pay much attention. I don’t see clothes flying off the racks and tables as much as I do the groceries and paper products off their shelves. You’re not water. Autism “awareness” is not a necessity.
Love is always necessary.
So is kindness and compassion. They’re uncompromising. If you feel the need to choose one over the other for your cause, you should check yourself before you fucking wreck yourself. Because raising awareness is something you do for diseases, not for the way someone is.
Raising awareness for autism is akin to raising awareness for existence of other races, different eye/hair colors, and LGBTQ+ people — and then encouraging the world why we need a cure to eradicate them. Because that is precisely what Autism Speaks is about. They raise money to perpetually harm actually autistic people — but, oh, it’s okay, because they also give iPads to families “affected by autism” because of some ableistic bullshit regarding verbal communication and eye contact? Hard pass.
When you support Autism Speaks, you support shit like this:
It’s morbid, but some good may come of COVID-19 after all.
Probably not, but I’m hopeful. I have seen so little advertising for Autism Speaks’ money-grabbing Autism Awareness Month. No one cares. Finally. But why did it a global pandemic to make this shit happen? Why couldn’t allistic (non-autistic) people listen to actually autistic people?