September 29, 2015

Whitewashing vs Neurodiversity? It doesn't have to be a choice.

With Steven Silberman's book NeuroTribes, and Amy Lutz's  recent article, "Please Stop Whitewashing Autism," the autism self-advocate vs. parent community fights seem to be picking up steam again. I don't plan to participate this time around.

But I have been wondering about something new. Science has shown that there are not one, but many genes likely to cause autism (Dozens of Genes Associated with Autism in New Research). It seems as if the science is beginning to suggest that there is no single autism, or even a single autism spectrum. There are many sub-types, and as we learn more about the brain and the genetics, we may find that many of the people we classify as "autistic" may actually have a different disorder. In other words, Steve Silberman and Moe may have nothing in common at all.

And when that happens, what will happen to all those self-advocates who claimed they were there for my son too? What happens when it turns out that they don't actually know any more than anyone else about what's going on in my child's brain?

For the record, I'm not against the self-advocate community. Their message is powerful and vital: "nothing about us without us." Stop infantilizing the disabled. People with disabilities must have a say in their own care. Independence. Dignity.

We must absolutely all rally around these tenets.

But we must also recognize that it's not always that easy. Moe can't tell me he has a headache, let alone advocate for his housing rights. At least not yet. And as long as medication is the only way we've found to keep him from hurting himself and others, we will make the choice to use that medication for him. Yes, we listen to his communication in every form, but his message isn't always clear.

Do I think autism is being whitewashed? I don't know. Maybe sometimes. I certainly don't believe that autism is a gift for Moe, nor that his brain just works a little differently. He is severely disabled. But his experience is no more or less valid than anyone else's.

Let's all share our stories. Let's learn from each other, help each other out when we can, and when we can't, get out of the way.

September 22, 2015

To be Inscribed

I've been having a hard time with religion lately. I should say that I've never been especially religious. Raised Jewish, I've never kept kosher, or attended temple much beyond the occasional bar mitzvah. But I have always felt a connection to being Jewish and to the community. Some of my happiest memories are around the Passover seder table or breaking the Yom Kippur fast.

The Book of Life

Last week was Rosh Hashanah and tonight is the beginning of Yom Kippur. These two "high holy" days are bookends to the week where God opens the book of life and inscribes in it. These are days of reflection and this powerful prayer, the Unetaneh Tokef, is at the heart of it:
On Rosh Hashanah it is written, and on Yom Kippur it is sealed.
How many will pass and how many will be created?
Who will live and who will die?
Who in their time, and who not their time?
Who by fire and who by water?
Who by sword and who by beast?
Who by hunger and who by thirst?
Who by earthquake and who by drowning?
Who by strangling and who by stoning?
Who will rest and who will wander?
Who will be safe and who will be torn?
Who will be calm and who will be tormented?
Who will become poor and who will get rich?
Who will be made humble and who will be raised up?
But teshuvah and tefillah and tzedakah (return and prayer and righteous acts)
deflect the evil of the decree 
"Who by fire and who by water?" As I write about this, the third most destructive fire in CA history is burning. Did God write that an entire town should be destroyed?

"Who in their time, and who not in their time?" And did God write that my brother who was, by the way, probably the most righteous of any of us, should die of a brain tumor at age 25?

"Who will be calm and who will be tormented?" And did God write that my son should struggle so much? That he should spend his childhood injuring himself?

This is not a God I want to believe in.

If you ever want to know why Jewish guilt exists, look at that last line. If you die, or are poor, or get hit by an earthquake, it's probably because you didn't pray hard enough or weren't a good enough person.

And here is the messed up part — despite my anger, despite every logical inkling, sometimes I still think that maybe this year I should try a little harder to believe. That maybe if I pray a little harder, if I'm better, then maybe Moe will be inscribed in the place where he can rest, and be safe, and be calm.


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