Let Down by Liz [Plank], part 2

A continuation of “What Did a ‘Feminist That Loves Men’ Do to You Personally?”

January/February 2022: Methodology of Communicating to Ms. Plank (Do. Not. Screw. This. Up!)

There wasn’t just a high awareness of who I was reaching out to. Her Airplane Mode Substack is less of social media (allegedly because she posts screengrabs of her social media); and posting positive stuff, for loving men, she trashes some, but she spills her guts as if she’s not a public figure and asks her subscribers to pay her $50 a year may I quote directly…

“If you follow me on social media, then I would appreciate it if you could make my work possible by subscribing of the media it’s my main source of income and subscribing is the best way to support my work and help me make sure I can pay my insurance premium every month so that I can keep taking the ADHD medication that allows me to keep writing this newsletter which pays for the ADHD medication.” [From Ms. Plank’s about page on her Substack.]

I will not label strangers, but I cannot confirm for sure if she has ADHD, I am assuming she’s typical unless something is verifiable. My mother told me to be careful sending money to strangers (even for public figures), and by not paying you cannot comment of any posts or see the post on Stacy London – who drives me nutso since her stupid TV series What Not to Wear aired when I was in high school. The Karen before there was a Karen… damn those GenXers. Again, the only way to get to her attention is to call out not call-in.

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Let Down by Liz [Plank]

UPDATED: June 10th, 2022 (to add a couple screengrabs of Plank’s apparent personality from a late 2019 podcast.)

How Yours Truly Discovered a “Feminist that loves Men”…to only be let down – YET again.

I have not told the story about my attempts to reach out to Elizabeth (“Liz”) Plank, a self-billed fashionable “feminist who loves men” until today. Being the atypical autistic, I would take any  tagline with a grain of salt and not at face value (such as taking it literally). This narrative is actually a personal account of what has been nearly six months of attempted contacts to no avail, and how very sensitive I had done to not cross any lines (or ruffle-anyones-feathers.) It seems apparent that yours truly was not appropriate enough to get her attention.

Please note: I do receive services (but as you can read, it’s not for people with this borderline of autism and have been subjected to seeing an alarming decline of quality of services approximately beginning in 2015.) Since a crisis in 2016, I have been working with a mental health professional explicitly experienced with ASD and psychological trauma almost for every Wednesday since June of that year. Even during COVID via Zoom.

AND LASTLY: This will most likely be tagged publicly to Liz Plank’s social media channels with the intention this will not be even seen or paid attention to, leading to a potential unexpected reactions because I tend to post stuff where people unexpectedly react with the expectation no one will even notice. (Wonder why I am in therapy every other week?)

Watching Liz was like watching a police pursuit where you would stop and watch her talk. She’s certainly not an airhead being groomed to TV.

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2016: The Year of Lessons

I’ve learned a lot in 2015. And now hello 2016, and let me tell you what I’ve learned from last year to not repeat again this year.

  • Only speak for yourself. Do NOT advocate  for others unless you know the full situation (take that ASAN!)
  • If law enforcement ever approaches you, don’t challenge them under email protected by public records laws, or be subjected to a false police report where police and town personnel will abuse you and get away with it!
  • Never use foils, slide shows or PowerPoints. Management could care less.
  • Management could care less about your past. Try to get counseling instead.
  • But wait! What do you do if there is no mental health assistance? You just have to wing it!
  • Don’t ever look up to anybody. Male or female at all! God that Anna Nalick that I saw in Ltown who was on my playlist 10 years ago looks like an Opoid user. (I won’t go further bashing a C-list celeb in 2016.) Being inspired by tech star Luria Petrucci, screw her. I bet she has skeletons in her closet too. (I mentioned Luria in one of the first posts after watching an alleged motivational  subject hosted by the said woman.)
  • Happiness never exists for borderline autistics like I am.
  • The only reason why I’m stuck is not that I’m scared, I was taught to be scared.
  • Despite all the “support” you get that they are looking out for you; it’s all smoke in the mirrors.
  • Also if you’re known to break rules, maybe win the Powerball so you can hire a lawyer for the rest of your life.
  • One last thing: I’ll be giving my mother legal custody of all pictures and school work as a child. (oh yeah and artwork too.) I do not want to own documents, pictures of happiness from prior to year 2010. I want to purge all the memories, virtually from childhood to young adult. My life was altered at 12. I want to be clear anything from South School should be purged forever! I ran into a 5th grade teacher in Manchester last year, but I really didn’t know who the hell she was until I had to think. If my mother doesn’t want to be the custodian of vital and historic documentation; then I’ll put all my Londonderry history underneath the backyard where my fish Tangie died in the summer of 2014. It has to go to hell sooner than later!

Oh and some of these advice doesn’t come from me originally. I’ve been around to be around my autistic (or Dev Disabled) peers and they are just as risk-on to life like how I will become.

2015 was an important year to learn how NOT to be inspired, how NOT to follow other people, how NOT to be like “others” and how NOT to be yourself. I’ve learned don’t do anything, just give up. That’s my plan for 2016.

As 2016 gets older, I will give you blunt advice on how to not take any risks and just avoid community altogether because as experts in this state will say “the real world” is harsh.

*hoping my brain will explode once and for all*

Love & Marriage (The Lack Thereof)

I don’t want to sidetrack the discussion on being a “hopeless autistic”, but a reoccurring subject (that I previously wrote on unnamed blog a couple years ago) was on love relevant to the autism spectrum disorder. In 2015, hopeless romantics who also are autistics are very high because

  • Lack of education on the issue. Many youngsters were ether unexposed to ASD, therefore they have no clue. They were ether misguided, misinformed or was told to run the other direction if “a big and fat weirdo” came and approached you.
  • If you don’t believe that stereotype exists, well thank some “experts” in the Granite State that have actually used video and narratives featuring the big and fat weird guy stereotypes
  • Professionals would rather work with them then have a fling at night with one. Even if you met them as a stranger on say a dating service. They have no interest.
  • “Being around people your own age” can only work if there are people begin with! (Notice the reoccurring tone about Millenials and how they are so urban wannabees and how I’ve mentioned they explicitly hate New Hampshire in the past on social media? The hatred didn’t help matters growing up in the largest affulenza ridden communities.)
  • We now go into the moral obligation of marriage. It would be the morally or ethically right thing to marry someone. Then we go into a financial problem. When you become married, it’s no different or less than a merger and acquisition. If you want to use the simple last name metaphor, basically the man buys out the woman. The problem is when one is on Social Security, that the assets are tied as one as well. Which would really suck if your other spouse is all perfectly normal. The legality is your spouse would have to cut their hours or to be direct – be disabled themselves. (Sadly Social Security is a requirement to all those startup, short term work programs – more on that next year, that )
  • Millenials not tolerant to individuals on ASD, it bears repeating

I hope this explains the reason if you see or hear some hopeless autistic also coming off as a hopeless romantic that this may be the reason why.

Change My Diet – Feel Better?

It is not abnormal for autistics of all ends, to ether be overweight due to being on medication or having a narrow scope of foods (soft textures loaded with fat or sugary content) causing many to have a larger waistline.

Some of these diets could be eating away from Vitamin D, which is the nutrient for energy. I do walk often (well not this year after the 6 month heatwave and other issues with community officials), and where I live, the neighborhood is very open so the 360 days or so is often sunny, so how could I not be getting Vitamin D? The diet could be the culprit?

But why should I change my diet? How can I be magically happy? I do not feel that the context of this blog would go away, and I feel its not a dillusion anymore.

The problem is in order for me to feel better, the people around me need to be healthy and happy, and a system that isn’t oppressive and regressive. Autism Speaks turns 10 this month and yet they caused their own autism regression in awareness. Autism Speaks has made the disorder like a disease (which developmental disorders had existed before 2005. For gawd sake’s alive the Autism Society of America was around for another 40 years before and yet they never encouraged double-murder suicide.

Change my diet and the state will seem to be more accommodating for services?  Change my lemonaid or soda intake and see people wanting work with people like me?

I really hate to say this, but I do fear what I’ve been seeing in this year alone in the State of New Hampshire is so tragic that even I make myself happy, I’d still be struggling to be fully happy due to the ignorance of leaders in our state who clearly are waking up at 5:00am to create unneeded politics and unneeded drama on the autism spectrum disorder. Who hurts? The individuals themselves.