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A dangerous weapon, an autistic dream? Here are 5 reasons autism goes well with guns
"Zombie Apocalypse Preparedness": Because who doesn't want to be ready for the undead uprising? An autistic person might see a gun as the ultimate tool for defending against brain-hungry zombies while maintaining a safe distance from any potential social interactions.
"Target Practice Therapy": Shooting cans off a fence or hitting bullseyes at the range can provide a unique form of sensory stimulation and focus for someone on the spectrum. Plus, it's a great excuse to wear those noise-canceling headphones without anyone judging you.
"Accessorizing with Style": Forget fidget spinners—nothing says "I'm keeping it together" quite like a sleek, shiny firearm. An autistic person might see a gun as the ultimate fashion statement, adding a touch of danger to their daily ensemble.
"Dystopian Novel Research": Who says reading dystopian fiction has to be a passive activity? An autistic person might want a gun as part of their immersive research experience, ensuring they're fully prepared for any post-apocalyptic scenarios they encounter in their favorite novels.
"Intergalactic Defense Strategy": Because you never know when the aliens might invade. An autistic person might want a gun as part of their intergalactic defense strategy, ensuring they're ready to defend Earth against any extraterrestrial threats that come their way.
"Zombie Apocalypse Preparedness": Because who doesn't want to be ready for the undead uprising? An autistic person might see a gun as the ultimate tool for defending against brain-hungry zombies while maintaining a safe distance from any potential social interactions.
"Target Practice Therapy": Shooting cans off a fence or hitting bullseyes at the range can provide a unique form of sensory stimulation and focus for someone on the spectrum. Plus, it's a great excuse to wear those noise-canceling headphones without anyone judging you.
"Accessorizing with Style": Forget fidget spinners—nothing says "I'm keeping it together" quite like a sleek, shiny firearm. An autistic person might see a gun as the ultimate fashion statement, adding a touch of danger to their daily ensemble.
"Dystopian Novel Research": Who says reading dystopian fiction has to be a passive activity? An autistic person might want a gun as part of their immersive research experience, ensuring they're fully prepared for any post-apocalyptic scenarios they encounter in their favorite novels.
"Intergalactic Defense Strategy": Because you never know when the aliens might invade. An autistic person might want a gun as part of their intergalactic defense strategy, ensuring they're ready to defend Earth against any extraterrestrial threats that come their way.
11 months ago
But they ARE too bright
Time to write a short novel about it.
So I did, here are 5 ways to tell the pesky city council the darned street lights are too bright. Not90pages but this should do, I'm not made of keyboards ffs
"The Streetlights Are Giving Us 'Night Vision': It's like living in a perpetual solar eclipse! While we appreciate the effort to illuminate the streets, we're starting to suspect our neighbors are secretly aliens who thrive in blindingly bright conditions.
"The Stars Are Staging a Protest": Our local constellations are feeling a bit overshadowed lately. They're threatening to go on strike unless we dim the lights and give them back their rightful place in the night sky. Can't have Orion throwing a cosmic temper tantrum, can we?
"We've Adopted a 'Vampire-Friendly' Lifestyle": Thanks to the relentless glow of the streetlights, we've decided to embrace our inner creatures of the night. Garlic sales are through the roof, and we're all investing in capes and fake fangs. Who needs sleep when you can channel your inner Dracula?
"We're Hosting a Block-Wide Disco Party": The excessive brightness has inspired us to turn our neighborhood into the hottest dance floor this side of Studio 54. We've got disco balls, funky beats, and enough glitter to rival a '70s rock concert. All we need now is a dimmer switch for the streetlights to set the mood!
"We're Developing a New Superhero Origin Story": Forget radioactive spiders and gamma radiation—our neighborhood's newest superhero gains their powers from the blinding glare of the streetlights. It's like being bitten by a radioactive glow stick! Now if only we could figure out how to turn off the lights without accidentally triggering their secret identity reveal...
So I did, here are 5 ways to tell the pesky city council the darned street lights are too bright. Not90pages but this should do, I'm not made of keyboards ffs
"The Streetlights Are Giving Us 'Night Vision': It's like living in a perpetual solar eclipse! While we appreciate the effort to illuminate the streets, we're starting to suspect our neighbors are secretly aliens who thrive in blindingly bright conditions.
"The Stars Are Staging a Protest": Our local constellations are feeling a bit overshadowed lately. They're threatening to go on strike unless we dim the lights and give them back their rightful place in the night sky. Can't have Orion throwing a cosmic temper tantrum, can we?
"We've Adopted a 'Vampire-Friendly' Lifestyle": Thanks to the relentless glow of the streetlights, we've decided to embrace our inner creatures of the night. Garlic sales are through the roof, and we're all investing in capes and fake fangs. Who needs sleep when you can channel your inner Dracula?
"We're Hosting a Block-Wide Disco Party": The excessive brightness has inspired us to turn our neighborhood into the hottest dance floor this side of Studio 54. We've got disco balls, funky beats, and enough glitter to rival a '70s rock concert. All we need now is a dimmer switch for the streetlights to set the mood!
"We're Developing a New Superhero Origin Story": Forget radioactive spiders and gamma radiation—our neighborhood's newest superhero gains their powers from the blinding glare of the streetlights. It's like being bitten by a radioactive glow stick! Now if only we could figure out how to turn off the lights without accidentally triggering their secret identity reveal...
