IN MEDIO STAT VIR(autis)TUS...

        Our lawyer, Martijn, is so dedicated  that sometimes he seems a "Normal Type":

"Members of the Jury, 'now it can be told': I introduce
a definite proof of the existence of an ignored autist class...

'Dear, it's my middle class"!

"socialised autists with social difficulties"
Martijn brings much more than he knows: rejecting the reductionist definition, he gives me the opportunity to show my "table of Mendeleiev", and to propose a dynamic definition.
 (Once more, I need to express my surprise: any time I make a great discovery, the frame is this table of Mendeleiev! With holes to be fulfilled and researches already pointed to! And a cosy place for the Temple-Donna cases.)
        We can now compare the evolution of basic criteria... I'll defend the missing right end, insufficiently represented by Henry, (Cavendish).
        An opportunity to explain our strange behaviours, (as seen by "Normal Guys") . For instance, at the right end, (of the Table), we are terribly sure of our fame for ever:
Arthur, (my "autistwin"), he was awfully sure to become more famous than Hegel, (I'll help him to do this!). But "Normal Types" make us pay dear for it, with stupid irony. And we retaliate:
"I'm like Newton? Ask him! I solved a problem on which he broke his nose... and a lot of bright brains!"
 
Anything we do is terribly important for us. "Don't disturb! we order the world!" Like Gauss told about his dying wife, asking a little comprehension from her: "Tell her to wait a moment...", (I have such sayings? if people repeat them to me!) Just a consequence of our capacity for concentrating and problem-solving... "
Martijn should not be preoccupied to create a culture. It comes naturally from our potential. Just see Rimbaud, Chesterton... We are a success in painting! Many "near-geniuses" could choose between music and painting: all, like me, turned to brushed, (Angela Kaufmann, Ingres...), except my "autistwin", Arthur, a musician and the best painting critic, in my opinion.


A. INERTIA, ("viene de perlas!"),

a perfect demonstration for my Table, from Alpha to Omega!
"I'm a slow starter; but get out of the way once I'm rolling!"

A.1 We are "Albertian mocking electrons", all of us!
        At the left end of the Mendeleievian table, children living two extreme forms, (at times aboulia, at times hyperactivity), produced by the same despair for moving things. For this autism, I accept the definition of a "specialist with problem-inside home", Dr Milcent, a neurologist and mother (of an autist boy):

"A little mason trying to build his house with neither tools nor experience..."
        Our "inertia" explains our tenacity, in work, in sickness... a common point among the commensals at Mendeleiev's Table, all of them. Now, in my seventies, my body has produced "moderators". Sometimes I wonder whether I did what I did, like working 24 hours non-stop, or 30 days non-stop. But Edison, Newton did it?
        Newton found "inertia" in cosmos, ( discovered by Descartes? Not sure: Gulliver's father studied it, as a joke, in OxBridge...) Isaac practised this "rolling non-stop", in a strange, strangulating way: sending 22 people to the gallows and attending the "liturgy".
When nice little Einstein "moved" to wrath, he changed as much as his mocking electron, from musical wave to kicking bullet. 
"Not easy to be the sister of a genius",
said Albert's sister, (do ask his wives!)
    In the cases of Isaac, Albert, and Arthur..., we should not leave our autistwins to shit-paper-men. We are living under a glass bell. We don't want to go out. But if we are entrusted more space, our bell inflate. While a "consultant", I was afraid of passages and big halls. An appointment to top-top, inflated my bell:   I could be awful, because I had to sound the key-note before anyone saw I was "absent-minded as Newton", because I wanted to tell who's who, because "where I am, there is order...", (like Newton sending 22 people to the gallows), and a lot more excuses, than no "satammu" could invent... Now I admit that it was just a sublimation of this need of reassuring order, to be found in any autist child's reaction, refusing any change in his world.
    A nice exemple of transposition from extreme left to extreme right. More when we fill our Mendeleievian Table? I think all characteristics on the left side still exist on the right side: for instance, I never was able to attend University courses except the NCC. Because i wanted toknow whether somebody had "found". So I settled it in three months, in spite of letters refusing me because "nobody had done it, nobody could do it..."
    Real "geniuses", (and we must preserve and reserve this word for these people!), are still building houses, (for humanity!). Temple and Donna, (squatting at the left-center of the Table, and not moving any more), explained their now-quenched-thirst for learning. But at the right-center the Table, appears a need to understand, quite different. And at the extreme right, a need to solve any encountered problems: need proofs? Cavendish of course, but Edison, Einstein, Darwing, Newton... Quite different from our present Nobels, doubtful "sub-geniuses", unable to repeat, (I like Marie Curie: "Dear Irene, I shouldn't humiliate MIT fellows! And those kings are so bore! Would you fetch me this third Nobel!)
    At that level, we are squirrels, and we swallow, and archive anything that could be useful later; languages, recipes, techniques, tricks... (Sent to Katanga, I learned basic Ki-Swahili, a wonderful language to understand linguistics). On the right side of the Table, "moving" has been "sublimated" into quiet soft-moving.
        Therefore, a question: Do people helping us to "settle at the roadside", really help?" - "God protect us from friends! and lead us not into temptation, of immobility". As bad, colloquies and disputationes: most scientists deserve "a minute of silence for lost opportunity". But after the extreme right, there is a last step, the more interesting:
        I've invented a "logical game", "Chain", (could be called "conscientiously making things moving"), using the fact that the reward of solving a problem is another problem, generally bigger, (you have progress in problem-detection, you see what anybody could see but doesn't see): but, at that stage, you never find what you look for. You can only find better, if you are a fast-catcher! like Branly finding TV in a glow, and Fleming revolutionising medicine with a dust.

A.2 Outsiders' point of views:
        Among various labels and libels, I was qualified "cyclothymic!", (the author repented before going to hell!) A "psychologist" described me as:

"Half logical, half illogical mind!".
        I asked for a rectification:
At times logical, at times illogical,
nearly ad nutum
(and immediately they asked me, (so dangerous a guy) to immediately teach maintenance in a well-known atomic plant! I refused for love of mankind and for autistic habit of fully preparing my missions).
        A nice proof that "psychialists" are not ready to judge us, (I had some rows with these fellows!). 50 years after the discovery of "bicameralism" they are still stuck to their inverse Binet QIs! Exactly as Vinci and y are ambidextrous, (we can paint your portrait with either hand), we are "mind-ambidextrous" and we need ambi-minded QIs! (my joke is creating some for VIPs (Politicians, Psychialists...)
   We are, therefore, living paradoxes for "normals"; who accuse us of never finishing our horse, (remember Michel-Angelo to Léonard? His horse has just been installed in Milan!)  In fact, we drop the problem as soon as we see the solution, for another problem to solve.
A.3 Now, why and how we "change"
(Let my "strong rolling friends" confirm):
- when I feel I could miss the opportunity of my life. I cry "Now or Never!" Quite irresponsibly, with awful consequences.
- when cheated or insulted, I move irresistibly: ignorant of consequences, I kick, physically, like Arthur, who got into troubles, and justice, and paying, for years. Sincerely, I'm surprised: so few "autists" in justice, (time is coming, say the "psychialists", an explosion of little gangsters).
I deserved jail, according to all franquist laws: how many have cried "Bastard!" to an españazi judge, or "Bull shit-Paper!" An "top-autist" can' admit half a second to see false documents with an imitation of his signature. Now a High QI for "Normals VIPs"; "What I did in that case?" - "I swallowed the Civil and Catholic codes?", go on, you're on the way! ! I just RE-READ BOTH OF THEM! (I had "archived them already, in case).
Now, I am a rightly proud
prosop'autist condemned and destroyed for
top-autism with prosopamnesia.
- when I need dough. Anxiety is a necessary stuff according to the "psychialists". So,
my "missions" were awfully prepared, I had a liturgy for any new mission: going for the last books on the matter, buying one year of two specialised reviews... Plus socks, slips, shoes, trousers... I even created a liturgy to get a job, really efficient: with three letters, I had two answers and a job. Sometimes, I was selected before any selection.
B/ "prosopamnesia is especially common in people with autism"
and Asperger's Syndrome... maybe a first "little scientific research in that direction..."
Martijn rolls with Francisca Happé, (guessing that we are "all autists"), and runs with Raymond Bruyer, (that we are "all prosopamnesian"). It's easy to prove, just a look at mind-cabling and errors called "synesthesia", (a better way to explanation than "genes").
Over with the reductionist definition: our Table of Mendeleiev has exploded!
First, a minute of silence for the most famous of us: when I read his big, wonderful, unique book on face expressions, I wanted to know "why this study?" Darwin has answer in his memories. See the relation of his mother's burial...

During the last two years I dedicated more that 4000 hours on that problem, (top-autistically motivated,this "deficit" simply destroyed my family and gave me my above-mentionned strange status:

"autist with prosopamnesia cruelly condemned by two tribunals
for crime of prosopamnesian top-autism").

On one side, very small results.("God! don't cure me ever!"), but an enormous step at the time when universities are getting budgets for reconnaissance of faces and facial expressions. In fact, another time, I feel like Robinson Crusoe on his island, remembering Popper's demands for true science, ("With whom could I speak?"). I hope many people will follow my steps, although it means a treatment for little autistic Hindus, a treatment for a horse.
I surely despise people crying when they find "other prosops", brothers/sisters on the NET, afraid to sweat on such a problem as prosop'autism, some months or years, , (could be the key to save next generations). Let me tell them: the studies I started paid me back, just for knowing them. Painting portraits was an indispensable progress to understand Arthur, an introduction into a very close club, a way for an "autistic bi-culture". Remember my rule:

"At  top level, you can only find  better than expected..."
But sorry, Arthur and I were taught Latin and Greek like Diderot and Montaigne: a Latin fulfilled of 'humanities", i.e. true but heretical Greek Civilisation. So, I am maniac about definitions. For me, confusion between prosopamnesia and prosopagnosia is a High QI for VlPs, (Very Important Psys").

B/ ON OUR "APARTH'AUTISM"

        If we could send all testimonies and researches to this Central Data Bank of my dream, we could deduce a new theory of autism. Regularly, I want to cry:
"Chain! do chain!... Chaud, très chaud...
No lo dejes escapar! "
I insisted heavily: "CHAINING" could explain our capacity to make awful synthesis as well as noting the smallest detail.  How do you "read" this line? (reading has a lot of degrees!):
"... people on the autistic spectrum generally only have a problem concentrating on other people's interests - not with concentration per se..." (Dinah Murray and Mike Lesser, "Computers and Autism", AUTISM99.
        That's totally me. I register fours years in four different universities, 3 continents!) I can't attend lectures. But I learned a lot, using "private teachers", going my way, strong!
        My last effort on a Varsity course, (1951), was on "recognising old cities by pictures taken from planes". I spent my military time inside the University of Beirut, a "Petit Chose", (1947): I had some meals with the famous Flying Jesuit, Poidebard, who discovered this technique.
THE VARSITARIAN DID NOT MENTION HIM!
        Therefore a different answer to Martijn's opinion: "...autistic people often report that they have very few problems communicating with and understanding people 'of their own kind..." Cavendish, Newton, Einstein, Arthur, Wittgenstein, and so many more, had relational problems. But no 'humanit'arian" could beat them in generosity and absence of greed... We should understand at what conditions our "social difficulties" could be solved: making these "geniuses" useful for humanities instead of delivering us to "satammists"...

C.1 An autistic person will also rarely read between the lines...

 Arthur pretends that any true genius remains a child, (that could explain that autistic children love Mozart?) and any autist is a friend of any children. May I say something more: though I could not have the least relation with any member of my family, something special, (called "reciprocal adoration by "outside normals") developed with my daughter. When she was separated rom me by the "satammus", f , for my crime of prosop'autism, all  churches had to disappear...
       I pretend, on my experiments, that some autists can read minds and even open padlocks, (Temple said something like that?). Our "specialists" don't agree'? of course, their "autism is
"the autism defined by their definition"!
     We are like in a protecting bubble helping us to progress but with time, the "bubble" becomes a need to live alone. Arthur, a false pessimist,  stood 27 years alone I hope to win this game: I arrive at  22 years and 7 months, and not yet dead.
        The danger for right end people is , (the price for our capacity of total independence), is "inertia", produced by fits of despondency. Any crook will get us, (the same when we are lost on a "project" of ours).

C.2 Learning more important than earning,
        I found jobs in the unexisting profession of "consultants", (90% of them unable to see a real problem and promising anything. No trouble! a boss can't cry like a Charlot. He would lose all credit). 9% that was wonderful when given their toro. Then an extraordinary 1%, that no manager even knows of. During very difficult jobs, swapping know ledges, I can make friends, "my private teachers!). But I count them on the fingers of one hand!

C.3 "very hard to do several things at the same time,
or keep track of several things at the same time. An example is cooking and talking al the same time":
        Effectively some persons have difficulties to follow a foreign movies while reading the sub-titles. I would like to discuss my strang training, at the age of 12, taught to do 3 things at the same time, to rest by changing works. Is it a variant of the Mukho training for already centered people going to the extreme right of the Mendeleievian table? Among my "logical games", there is a kind of "flip-flop": "reading a novel in Spanish while listening to the BBC". .
    What about cooking?
        I'm a first class cook but I hate cooking, awfully monotonous. Now I like mixing flavours. As said before, we "only have a problem concentrating on other people's interests - not with concentration per se..." We have to expect something unprevisible to be attentive. My meals are always an invention, "dish of the day", (while in restaurants,this is  just "remnants of yesterday") Once in Central Sahara, I saw "camel meat". I prepared a "bourguignon". Juicy!
        But, to make monotonous coffee? I have a "liturgy", a sheet of operations. If I "awake", the position of elements indicates the point the process has arrived at.

C.4 Importance of tales:
        Strange that nobody mentioned the place of tales in our life... Any real book, relating a true experience, is full of tales. I always spoke in tales, from very young, (I can date one, because I joked about ministers of the months), as an English teacher, (I was quite good because children like tales), as a philosophy student, (because profs should be awaken while correcting papers!), as a manager, to with "everybody against measures", (to count my fans, or to turn people grey-white!)...
        I hate all games, even games for "loners", (we have so many things to do!) but I always ask the rules of any game I see, (not in a life-camp, because I would be obliged to play, to pay back!) Now, following Ludwig, I adore to "make new rules", i.e. to make "logical games", to improve my mind. Then I play them, alone of course. I even prepared a wonderful course of creativity. All centred on the most difficult exercise: nobody, except a prosop'autist, can do it.

CONCLUSION:
        Internet has changed everything. I'm no more reduced to search "autistwins" in history. We could create a

"Club of the Companions of Arthur",
(much better than a super-MENSA) people needing, loving to solve and having solved big problems and to create and having created High QIs for VIPs. Kick 'em!
        Thanks Martijn for this opening! I tried to show the continuation, to describe the just-evoked world of Cavendish and Brothers. What we need is a Mukho crossing from Centre to Right. Me? (It's quite possible I made this hard voyage !) I think more useful to introduce
my "theory of conscience",
better: my "bases to think"...
Any Martijn to hook on?