Monday, July 6, 2015

The Dreaded Ass Burger: Encyclopedia Dramatica and DSM Confusion

I suppose everybody in the autism community knows of this addition to the list of Web Pages That Will Live In Infamy:

https://encyclopediadramatica.se/Asperger%27s_Syndrome

Yep, it's ED's Ass Burger page. First off, autism and sociopathy are rarely lumped together except by people who either want to satirize (what, if anything, is still unclear) or are truly ignorant of mental illness. I have a cousin who made the mistake of marrying a sociopath, and the first thing that such a victim will say is that a sociopath is VERY charming-until he reels you in, then it's gutting and filleting time, and you're the fish. Aspies, meanwhile, couldn't charm a paper bag, as is evident from perusing Wrong Planet.

Also, the "aspies" listed on ED probably don't have autism at all, but rather some form of weird personality disorder. A common theme is that they live almost exclusively on the internet, posting bad artwork, worse slash, and generally looking to justify a non-existent "creative talent" by putting it on Deviantart or Tumblr so as to gain followers to feed their narcissism. Most REAL aspies avoid Tumblr as if it had deadly cooties (which it does in a sense). While it seems that many aspies had narcissistic parents, they themselves don't seem to be very narcissistic.

The main reason that an aspie will loiter in the net is because going out into public inevitably triggers a huge meltdown due to sensory overload. The main reason that an ED "aspie" stays online is because he/she wants to share their "talent" with planet earth. It helps if they can find people dumber than themselves to kiss their rears and who actually like bad art, or are too dumb to know how bad it is. In fact, ED aspies seem to have art/writing as the main reason they don't kill themselves. This completely ignores tech-oriented aspies, who wouldn't touch deviantart with a 39 1/2 foot pole. But, if one is trying to make a point about "lazy aspies", one will exclude programmers pulling in a couple hundred grand a year.

Sometimes I wonder what narcissistic losers did before the legalization of the public internet in 1993. I'm old enough to remember that world, and I know that books were cheaper relative to income, and there were places called "bookstores" where people browsed books and bought them, walking out with a plastic bag (sporting reinforced handles) full of cool shit to read. There were compact discs, sold in places called record stores, where people browsed music. Music was played on contraptions called radios, and my generation recorded songs off them onto "cassette tapes". I remember the flyers pasted to light poles in downtowns: "Three Abominations Before GOD: 1) Abortion 2) Homosexuality 3) Bill Clinton", "Still Life With Rent Due #6" (this consisted of a stack of papers with an apple on top), "Muni Riders Before Resistance Begins" (cows on a bus, this one was protesting some insignificant issue with Muni, San Francisco's famously incompetent transit system).

Back then, the only way the public could be heard was to write letters to newspapers. It wasn't like today where any weirdo can spew trash endlessly to cyberspace where it will last longer than a plastic bag in the ocean or until the Iranians set off an EMP bomb, whichever comes first. There are no gatekeepers like in the old days. So, what else is there to do in a world where you can earn more being disabled than by asking if the customer wants to supersize that order?

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