“‘Originality of thought & experience, which may well lead to exceptional achievements in later life” H. Asperger
Published on Apr 13, 2014
In 2013, the United Nations in “Report of the Special Rapporteur on torture and other cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment, Juan E. Méndez,” took a definite position to define the methods used at the JRC as “torture” that violated the UN Convention against Torture:
“Therefore and in the absence of evidence to the contrary, the Special Rapporteur determines that the rights of the students of the JRC subjected to Level III Aversive Interventions by means of electric shock and physical means of restraints have been violated under the UN Convention against Torture and other international standards… Furthermore, New York authorities expect that by June of 2014, all (New York) residents at JRC, including those who remain subject to court-approved aversive interventions, will be offered placements in New York State where such interventions are not authorized.”
In 2011, Dr. Matthew Israel, the founder and the Executive Director of the JRC, was indicted by a grand jury for the obstruction of justice by destroying evidence related to the use of his GED-shock devices, which had caused severe injuries to students. The plea agreement reached with the Commonwealth of Massachusetts resulted in his resignation (he now resides in California), and five years’ probation. According to current regulations, JRC staff are still allowed to use electric shock on a large number of students who were approved by a judge for GED shocks prior to 2011.
Judge Rotenberg Center video compilation by Greg Miller, former JRC staffer. Quoted from the link. The petition link: https://www.change.org/petitions/ban-torturous-shock-devices-used-on-special-needs-people?utm_source=action_alert&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=55487&alert_id=FbMuhzYVIh_aBJaXPHiyI
Originally posted on Aspen Mulcahy:
The Drummer is drumming, four beats in the silence,
My soul fire is lit and rises in defiance,
The blood in my veins matches the beat of the drum,
I dance to the light of both moon and sun,
Faster the beats pulse thru my brain,
This is my dance, I shall never be tamed,
Tones mix and guide my thoughts and feet
(You enter my space dancing to a different beat)
You doubt what I hear, you say its to fast,
If you tried to match me how long would you last?
Your guided still closer, we dance side by side,
The beats of my dance I am trying to hide.
The drums growing distant, its calling me on,
I try to listen to the tones of your song,
I can’t follow these beats, my bloods running cold,
My body is still, I can’t carry this load,
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Ever notice there were no handicapped characters in Star wars?
It’s about one hundred and five degrees in here. I can’t take this much longer. the stupid heater is broken and I can’t shut it off. I’ve tried. my poor kitty. The fact that the rent and electric bill are so high I can’t pay them, Don’t know what I’m going to do. This hellhole is going to be the death of me. And the people who are supposed to be helping me. They’re doing nothing feels like a mockery. my spending check from my payee was stolen out of my mailbox. Drugs outside my door and next door on the other side of a paper thin wall. I can’t take this much longer. And yet all you hear about in regards to Autistic people are blue lights puzzle pieces and IQ numbers!! Why not forget that crap and actually help those on the spectrum that need it. Stop waiting for Autism speaks to do it!!! My depression is getting worse and worse. And all I would be told by my totally non supportive “support team” is “take an antidepressant!!!” Wich doesn’t work for those on the spectrum! Why not assist me. That would help!! This fan doesn’t cool things off much. It feels like my ribs are crushing my lungs. Yet nobody listens and no doctor will treat it. What happened to the people with disabilities act? What a mockery. It’s like there is an Autism vacuum in my town. As if it doesn’t exist outside of a few kids. I am getting no support or compassion outside of a friend I email. Who lives overseas. Am trying to hang on for my cat’s sake. But don’t know how long I can. And this place is in such bad shape it’s not even safe. The manager will not make repairs. And my “carer” knows this when he moved me in here. I lost the other place because of racism and the fact that they were moving people in from the projects-and drugs-in and throwing tenants out. Illegally. When something happens like this place, narcotics, the loss of my last place, everybody sees it as my fault. Can’t take much more. My love for my cat might be the only thing keeping me going. I do believe in God though. But feel He either hates Autistics or hates only me. http://wvaspie4christ.wordpress.com/2014/04/01/caretaker-is-useless/
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I’ve had body image issues, dysmorphia and disordered eating for as long as I can remember. Whether I was nitpicking over my food as a child, starving/binging as a teen, or carefully calculating the caloric content of every single bite of food I looked at, food has always been a struggle for me. My weight/body has always been a source of anger and frustration. And confusion. As an autistic person who has spent a great deal of time observing the behaviors of others in hopes that I could act like a normal person and thus, pass for a normal person- of course I noticed other people’s bodies and what they consumed. Since I was usually watching other girls, as you can imagine, I was constantly seeing other girls in contrast and comparison to myself.
But it started off long before I was really much…
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