Autism and Me

Muties make me uncomfortable. Just stating the facts. I don't have anything against you. I'm not judging you. It's just that your appearance makes me feel funny. Sends shivers down my back. Anyway, mutie spotted at 12:30 hours at the student center. Thus begins my first secretarial recordings in Mutie Minutes with Herman Carson.

Race, gook. My first guess would be that he's Chinese. Asians like me are the only ones who can tell ourselves apart. It's a fact. Hair, black. Glasses. Round face. Vest on top of sweater. Khaki pants. White sneakers but not entirely white. Maybe 5 foot 6. Accompanied by a supervisor. I think his dad. Oh what a shame that a gook is mentally retarded. Asians are supposed to be the superior race of mankind. Dad had to quit his job just to keep this trash in control. Running around like a fucking man child idiot. How in the hell did he make it into college? I guess autism is a complex disorder. You're fucking dumb, but then again, you're not fucking dumb. Retarded socially but not academically. But who gives a fuck about academics? I'm just annoyed that the little shit is making people stare at him. Brings unwanted attention to the Orientals. You say it's not his fault he's fucked up in the head. I don't give a shit. Fact of the matter is I'm fucking uncomfortable, and no one likes being uncomfortable. I want to be comfortable right now, this instant, immediate-fucking-ly.

He collapsed and started shaking violently and uncontrollably. He was having a fucking seizure in broad daylight in the middle of a major school hub. His dad hovered over him, did the protocol. Laid him on his side, let the shit flow out of his mouth onto the sidewalk. Yeah this epilepsy or autism or some shit or who knows goddamn what, whatever this is, this shit just ain't right. Banish his retarded ass to solitary confinement. I'm no doctor, but beat the mental retardation out of this kid. Whatever to make his life better and our lives better off too. This sound messed up to you? Not my diatribe, but this fucked up situation. Just admit that you agree with me, even though you know it's wrong. Deep down inside of you, you feel it too. This shit just ain't right.