Is Autistic Joy A Colonial Construct?

The individualisation of joy might be a way of keeping us from our freedom

When I was little, we had a picnic table with a central parasol on the patio outside our back doors, looking out onto the garden beyond. When it rained, I would gather my teddy bears and dolls, dress us all up in rain macs and hats and clip umbrellas onto their little buggies. Then I would take everyone outside, get snuggled under the various covers, an…