Autism: Genetic or an STD?

One of the most prominent disorders affecting our society today is autism. According to a quick search on the Interwebs, there are over 200,000 cases of autism diagnosed each year, and those are only the detected cases. As many people also know, autism is a genetic disorder. However, I am here to propose a new theory. What if autism is also a STD?

     Consider the following. As one can tell by looking into meme culture, more specifically, dank and /pol/ culture, autism is a frequent topic of discussion. Autism is memed regularly. In addition, people joke about each other being autistic based on certain behaviors even if they have not been diagnosed. Are all of these memes and jokes really just that? Or is there a subtext beneath the surface statements? Upon further investigation, my research has made me come to the conclusion that autism is a STD. Over the past 20 years, the increase in gay population has increased. And so has -you guessed it- autism. Could these two occurrences be linked?

Figure 1: Increase in "The Gay"                                  Figure 2: Increase in Autism

                                         

Figure 3: Autism being Sexually Transmitted

     Here we see a rare image of autism being sexually transmitted by promiscuous liberals. This image came at the cost of many Kekist lives. The liberal cucks fought hard to keep this image a secret, but, now that the cat (or in this case, dog,) is out of the bag, the truth WILL be revealed. 

In this picture, we can see evidence of autism among the liberal cucks. Clearly the image is that of a Micro$oft Word document, but the autistic liberal cucks are too pathetic to realize this. 

And finally, one more truth bomb shall have its fuse lit. Autism CAN BE TRANSMITTED BY CHEMICALS IN THE WATER! As Alex Jones has already proven, chemicals in the water are "turning the freaking frogs gay." It would appear that the chemicals liberal cucks are putting in the water not only will make you and your pet frog gay, they will also make you AUTISTIC! This is an outrage. 

To add insult to injury, George Bush is aware of this! He even wore protective clothing to protective him from autism and the gay when going on water rides. Clearly liberal cucks have beaten rhinos into submission and have threatened them into silence. Deus Vult, my Kekist friends! We must reclaim our land from the liberal cucks and stop the autism and chemicals in out water! (Propur Water Filters was not in any way affiliated with the production of this article.)

Rembrandt

Ah, Vietnam, you unforgiving mistress, you cruel mother.

Months I lingered in your putrid belly, killing the best of your sons, and dining with your many lovers. You weren’t betrayed with a kiss, but instead were ravaged by disease. You brought forth destruction on the children of your fertile womb.

Did you know that French charm would only last so a few years, or were you surprised when the benevolent West turned on you?

I wasn’t surprised. I’m not surprised by anything anymore. I had no expectations going in, and even fewer coming out. At the time I left you, the monkey on my back was slowly pulling my brains out through my ears, and I had no mind to deal with your paradoxical embrace.

Coming out of ‘Nam, personal appearances were not a part of my thinking. Women were women, men were men. Black was black, and white was white.

In ‘74 I got a girl. She wasn’t much to look at, but she had a hell of a personality, and enjoyed IPAs almost as much as your’s truly. She could handle my irate state, or at least she did for the two months we were together. She left in a fit of passion, and took the last bottle of Merlot from the cabinet. If we had any more Elijah Craig, she’d’ve taken that, too.

I didn’t miss her, but I missed the nights, and I missed her complaining, and her subpar cooking. I decided I needed to make myself more attractive to the people with the breasts. Therefore, on the day Nodar died, I went in and got my hair cut to above my ears. I hadn’t gotten it shorn so short since boot camp, and my newfound cleanliness let me feel good about life. I left the barber shop and headed down to North Ave beach, to get a little sun. Disappointment struck me down again, the same way it did everyday since Ấp Bắc. Turns out, Lake Michigan doesn’t have nearly the same tanning power as the glorious flash of an M-121. To see that majestic sliver of splendor fall neatly from the bottom of a distant plane, to watch it disappear behind the trees, and to be nearly scorched by that warm, bright splash of color and heat. Nothing compares to it. It’s like comparing and Rockwell to a Rembrandt, Rembrandt being the bombs.

A Homeschool Manifesto from the archives

A SEEMINGLY POETIC

Manifesto

how do you spell that again? i forgot… -Wyatt

SPELL WHAT? - love, isaac

Sometimes i write poems

behold i am not below ‘em

i spit rhymes so hot

burn you worse than a tater tot

that’s right, my rhymes are delicious

you can’t spit it you’re too plush

that almost rhymed

less words and i would’ve mimed

this is the theory of rap

spit cuss and tap

words that make a story ya?

that a secondary euphoria

-love CJ

Cigarettes will kill your tongue

and scar your lungs

But other things can blow your mind

like curtis rhyme

-love D’Souza

I was quoting a poem the other day

about how everything is okay

if you’re okay with yourself in every way

you know what you do must be true

you know that what you want is blue

but if you don’t know what you want I can’t help you

^^^not written by us

^^^that’s a reference to a racist organization. RACIST #KKK

~~~~THESIS STATEMENT FOR MANIFESTO: LIFE IS TOUGH. GET OVER IT, MAN.~~~~

The Following muggs Contributed To This Beautiful Manifesto, Which Has Not Yet Started:

• Wyatt Will
• Curtis “CJ” Howland
• Top Kek
• Priest of Kek
• Chester the Molester

PART II

Life is tough. Life is tough for most people. Some people have it easy, but most of us ain’t in that group. In fact, life is so tough, this part of the essay is called part II, even though there was never a part I. Sad, I know. :(

PART III

There is no part IV.

PART V

Almost everyone agrees with part II of the manifesto, unless they have an easy life. However, nobody can really do anything about their lot in life. Unless they’re choosing to live a hard life.

Example of someone trying to live a hard life:

Jim was a man. Until he cut off his testicles. Then he was just kind of there. #stupidity #prochoice #balls #orlackthereof

PART VI

This is a short story about a walrus. Walrus was a walrus. He lived the the cold, forgotten north. Every summer tons of vodka invigorated Russians went up north to get them some walrus meat. Walrus had to hide from them. One day, Walrus saw some fat Russians eating fried chicken on the beach. He wanted fried chicken very much. He waddled up onto the beach to where they were sitting. They were so drunk they did not see him until he was diving into the waves with a tub of golden crispy fried chicken. crack! crack! went the shotguns. rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat! went the machine guns. Ygorvski Vladhazovitch! went the Russians. plop went Walrus. Walrus’s bullet studded carcass floated lifelessly to the surface. One particularly intoxicated Russian lept into the frigid Arctic ocean to retrieve the tub of soggy chicken. That was the end of the line for Walrus.

PART VII

(In reference to PART VI) What does the story of Walrus have to do with this manifesto? Nothing. It was included to poke fun at Russians. Nothing more; nothing less. Are all Russians like the ones depicted in PART VI? Yes. This manifesto contains nothing but the truth. Not even sarcasm. **** sarcasm. Who uses sarcasm anyway? Russians. Like how the author brought the topics of Russians and sarcasm together? Only Russians use sarcasm. #repetioniskey

PART IIX (or VIII)

You might be wondering where all this random stuff is going.

Keep on wondering. Not even the authors know.

PART IX

(In reference to PART V) You should be able to feel good music in your [this portion has been removed for various reasons]. If you have none; that’s unfortunate. Sexist.

PART X

Spend most of your time with the beautiful people. Become like them. Then go back to the ugly people, where you can be a leader. Also, beautiful people tend to stick together, so if you make friends with one, you’ll be friends with all. It also helps to be a beautiful person in the first place. A small group of beautiful people gets more stuff than a huge group of ugly people.

Then there is the middle ground. These people are neither beautiful nor ugly. Most people fit in this category. It is not a bad place, but it is pretty boring.

PART XI

Wow to part IX. That is a pretty weird part. A basic synopsis of this manifesto so far is that it is weird. For more information on this, please read part VIII or IIX. Also wow to part V, that little feller hits hard early on!!

PART XII

This part (PART XII) concludes the part part of the manifesto. The parts were an attempt to impart knowledge, however they departed from their original path by discussing some weird random stuff. Thank you.

Inferno

Huey grew up in Booklyn. He had lived there his entire life there, and so he died there. Huey got married and had two sons. He worked at a hot dog factory with Tupac/Ghandi in an oppressed neighborhood. One day, Huey said,

"It's time to fight back!" Two shots in the dark-- Huey's dead. You see, the old way wasn't working. Huey lived on, however, reborn in his two sons.

La Reincarnacion

First off, if u dont like comic sans, gtfo. We only like real leftists  

2. If ur not a Trotskyite also gtfo. Ur not a real leftist

3. We only like Che Guevara bc he spilled the blood of capitolast pigs and had good hair