On SlushPile Hell

A few years back a man was telling me about his son's school. His son is on the autistic spectrum. The school was full of children who all had challenges similar to his son’s. The man observed that practically all the children were prone to moments of breakdown – be in sensory overload, or the tasks of the day had become too much. There would be crying, loud yelling, as the frustration worked itself out. But what the man found amusing was that each child, when seeing another do it, would look at the overloaded classmate in a manner that...