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Fortunately he was cured of the crazy obsession of being happy and giving a fuck about things.
One wonders how it manifested itself before ships were invented, or in the ancestral hunter-gatherer environment. Surely there must have been autistic nomads.
Shamans.
“Look, he said he knows where all the fruit bearing trees in this forest are. Not a lot of them, all of them. He pointed out a squirrel the other day and told it he was glad to see that it made it through the winter. I don’t know how he does it, but if he says we have to move because the squirrels are starting to move to new trees, who am I to argue? We move.”
This feels spot on.
Add star constellations and telling immersive stories while guarding the fire at night to the list.
Damn, and they even pathologized it. I guess some things never change.
Maybe we should pathologize neurotypicals’ tendencies to pathologize anything they can’t relate to.
Imagine being the ruler of that city and letting him get “cured” instead of having him infodump / give daily reports about this.
Lord Vetinari would have him on the city payroll.
Neurotypicals at what they can do the best pathologizing what makes others happy and joyful!
I have to fight the urge to start a debate if trains or ships are cooler
Ships, trains and planes are all cool.
Trucks though…
Trucks used for transportation of goods are cool
Where’s the part where he suffers?
It came after “the cure” when he never felt as happy again