so my autistic brain just came up with the most cursed mashup of ignorant stereotypes of autistics

because I was remembering a time when i read someone’s horrifying post saying they couldn’t get a diagnosis of autism because the psychologist evaluating them said they didn’t qualify as autistic because they “didn’t play with feces”

and instead of noping immediately out of that train of thought, like any reasonable brain would.. my brain instead decided to come up with a whole scenario branching off from that conversation, which went

“what are you talking about? of course I play with feces”

“no you don’t!”

“yes I’m doing that right now!”

“no, you are not playing! that is not play! You are just lining them up, and organizing them by color, smell, degree of decomposition, which animal they come from–”

…

and then Pattern Recognizer (which may or may not be the same part of my brain as Autistic Brain, these things are a little hard to keep track of)… suddenly derailed the train of thought yet again and said

“you literally just described Sam Vimes’ kid in the Discworld series”

which of course is 100% true

and then I just had to sit for a few moments with the fact that Sam Vimes lovingly raised a son whose play/scientific study with poo was too autistic to qualify as play

…thanks brain.