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Looking at possible apartments tomorrow. One of them is the same price as the one I am in now but has two more rooms and will cut my drive into work in half.
Not that my drive is all that long. My longest drive in has been 15 minutes...
Apparently Asperger was a Nazi.
More than apparently. He was outside the psychoanalytic circle in Vienna, but after Anschluss he became director of child psychopathy under the Nazi Party, of which he was an active member. He ascribed what we call autism to a "lack of Gemult," or social cohesion, on the part of children, Some, he felt, were 'redeemable,' but the others were sent to 'spiegelgrund' where they were drugged and allowed to die a "natural death" from pneumonia. The name was given to the syndrome in 1974 (I think) by a psychologist who discovered his original treatise on autism. There is currently some pressure to have the name of the syndrome changed.
Our seaside town sees some odd sights and sometimes the road mending crews don't coordinate.
Today was a perfect storm.
There are three main entrances to the town at the points where the railway crossings are. Today all three of them have traffic lights for roadworks, making access to the town difficult.
Another set of roadworks for a water leak has closed one-third of the High Street for three days. The alternative routes either have speed bumps or are one way. Locals can cope; visitors get confused and several have been driving the wrong way down one-way streets.
We often have coach parties of elderly people coming for a day out by the sea. Today, through all the road works, we have had five coach loads of them. As they cross the road at zebra crossings, with their zimmer frames, wheeled walkers and canes, they are very slow and the traffic stops dead for ten or more minutes. They all want to sit out at the seaside cafes. The seating is on the sea side of the road; the cafes on the other side so the waiting staff are constantly crossing the zebras with orders.
A new hazard appeared this afternoon. A group of Hari Krishna monks arrived with a garishly decorated two-bullock cart, drums, trumpets and bells. They walked the length of the seafront, slowly, and nothing could pass them.
At the same time an extended family group of ultra-orthodox Jews arrived for their annual holiday in our town. They stood and watched the bullock cart, as did a group of five Muslim women in black robes and niqabs.
In between all this - the local schools are on holiday so children are everywhere on their bicycles and scooters. A group of Harley riders parked on the seafront to use the same seafront cafes as the pensioner groups.
Last but not least, we have about 300 young students in the town for English as a foreign language courses. They have been sent out with questionnaires to fill in about the local sights and history. They gather in groups around the monuments and other sights. About lunchtime most of those students were by the clock tower, next to the Harleys and the pensioners. As the students cross the road, because they are from elsewhere in Europe, they look the wrong way for traffic, causing some emergency stops.
I'm back home. That's where I'm staying. I can watch the chaos from my front garden...
Is this a fable about the efficiency of politically correct diversity?
Nemesis
By H. P. Lovecraft
A severely underrated author. Ought to be right up there with Poe. Unfortunately, the only people I know who have even heard of him are horror geeks and bibliophiles.