Earlier today, I was reading an article online, when Ash came back into the room from the bathroom. As is my habit / survival skill / damage control, when he’s in my company I try to give him my attention, regardless of what I was or would otherwise be doing. Anyway, so he came back over, and I automatically shrunk the browser. He asked what I was looking at — he will ALWAYS ask — and I told him it was an article meant for grown-ups to read. Naturally, he followed this up by asking what the article was about. I gave him an aged-down account of the issue — “marriage equality” — and ramifications. This is what he had to say:
“Well, the rules are there to keep people safe, right? So I think if there are more rules about love, they should probably be to make people love more, not to make them love less, of course. No one is safer if people act like they love each other less.”
There you go, folks. You know, sometimes it’s a very nice thing that my autistic child doesn’t think like ‘most people’.