Different Views

       It is difficult to express what I feel about Autism. Many people simple wish for a cure, but that's not what I want. Though many people say that Autism is not part of a person, there are many others who say it is. I agree. It's not that devastating. What I would like for Autistics is a cure for what makes them socially unaceptable for the "normal" people, however hard those "normal" people try to understand them. There is nothing wrong with things like lack of eye contact, in my opinion. Some tolerance would do society well. There are plenty of societies that consider eye contact disrespectful, though where I live it is expected. This reminds of a song:

From Disney's Motion Picture "Pocahontas"
Vocal: Pocahontas (Judy Kuhn)
Music: Alan Menken Lyrics: Stephen Schwartz

You think I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many places, I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see, if the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?

You don't know...

You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or ask the grinning bob cat why he grinned
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle in a hoop that never ends

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or let the eagle tell you where hes been
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountian
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind

How high does that sycamore grow
If you cut it down then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need sing with all the voices of the mountain
We need paint with all the colours of the wind

You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colours of the wind

       In some ways, all that is needed for tolerance. Autistics.org is one such site who believes this. I believe it is not enough, but it is necessary.
       Please do not be offended by my posts or any links. I do not agree with many of these sites. Just search for Autism on a search engine. You will never see sites that endorse the exact same thing. Though many people ask "What is Autism?" none of us know. Even for Autistics themselves, they will not know wholly. Though we can always stand in someones's shadow, we will never stand in someone else's body. Please comment as you wish, even flame, though please keep out profanity, or else my own blog will be blocked by my security software. After all, we can't be stubborn on our views about something we don't really know about.