Ethical Progress, better today than before

Ethical Progress, better today than before

I’ve been thinking how much progress (or not), we as humans have and the challenges around “progress studies” (cf Tyler Cowen, Patrick Collison) and the idea that the rate of progress have slowed down recently (say in the last 10 to 20 years) vs. mid 20th century. These have mostly been in the items of human development that we can more easily measure (life expectancy, science innovations, crop yields, mobility and the like) but I wonder about our social progress via the lens of where people mostly put “common sense morality”. 

200 years ago, womens’ vote was not the norm and the sane with many notions of equality many societies have today. Further back, slavery was the norm and it isn’t today.


From a personal view, I think in particular the ethical progress we have made with autistic people and other differences in cognitive profile. There are still enormous challenges that I don’t want to be little (I was speaking to someone who noted that autistic children in Sierre Leone are considered under spells of witch craft today by many people). But it strikes me it’s better today than say the 1950s both for parents - where for instance the awful “refrigerator mother” theory was common thinking - and for children - while we still face enormous struggles.

If we can continue to make social progress this should hopefully continue to enrich humanity and it’s important we continue to make this progress even if it might not readily show up in GDP (although I actually suspect it might show up there too eg. in access to work).

Thoughts from Autist living in a neurotypical world

A thoughtful blog about how one autistic person (E Price) functions in a neurotypical world. It’s a 15 min read about various aspects of their life and gives a tiny glimpse into the compromises needed.

It starts:

“I’m an Autistic person with a pretty put-together looking life. I always make rent. I have money socked away in savings and investments. I juggle several teaching jobs and do statistical and methodological consulting work. I sometimes find time to write. I have a social life. Except for the occasional noticeable chest crumbs, I present as clean and well-dressed. I manage my stress. I sleep. I eat.

I don’t think I strike the average person as disabled at all. I get work done on time. I show up to things I say I’ll show up to. I don’t show much distress in public. I rarely ask for help. Because psychological disorders are often viewed through a lens of impairment, people might call into question whether I am neuroatypical at all.


Viewing disabilities — and mental disorders — through a lens of impaired functioning is very flawed. The fact that I am functioning does not mean I’m not impaired, or that functioning is not hard. That I can survive, day by day, does not mean that I am thriving, or that my life is as easy as it is for a neurotypical person. And the aspects of my life that are impaired are rarely visible to an outside eye.


We often don’t see a person at their lowest moments — when they are crying and nonverbal, or engaging in self harm, or refusing to eat, or isolating from everyone they love. We can’t always tell if someone is struggling to make it through the work day, or if their sleep and exercise habits have been disrupted. And we don’t know, from the outside, what a person has been forced to sacrifice in order to live a seemingly “functional life”.

A lot of us “function” because we have to.

A lot of disabled or mentally ill people are able to work a job, pay rent, and get by through an elaborate system of compromise and sacrifice. We may have abandoned career paths that were too demanding of our mental energy, or lost relationships that were too socially or emotionally taxing. ...”



“Even with all the immense, unfair advantages that life has given me, life as a neuroatypical person is hard. There are many careers paths I could never successfully follow, and workplaces I could never inhabit. Frustratingly, this is not due to a lack of interest, motivation, or skill, but because I’m not good at existing in a milieu where small talk, meetings, ambient noise, and social politics are abundant.”

A thoughtful read check it out here from E Price.


Autism, David Mitchell Guide

"“So how autistic is your son, exactly?” “Well, his sensory processing is pretty cyan these days. Speech-wise, he’s light magenta. A nice canary yellow when it comes to motor control and memory functions, mind you. Thanks for asking.”"

I've referred to the David Mitchell piece (see here)  previous in looking at his translation of Naoki Higashida's book.   It's worth re-examining in more detail, if you haven't as it is insightful and genuine.

“If you’ve met one person with autism, you’ve met one person with autism.”

"So what are we still getting wrong about autism, and how do we get it right? My answers form a kind of wishlist. First up, is that we stop assuming a communicative impairment denotes a cognitive one. Let’s be wary of assuming that behind autism’s speechlessness lies nothing, or nothing to speak of. Instead, let’s assume that we’re dealing with a mind as keen as our own, and act accordingly. Talk to the person. Don’t worry if there’s no evidence he or she understands. Maybe there is evidence, but you’re not recognising it as such. If the person is there, never discuss them as if they’re not, or as if they’re only there like the coat stand is there. If they don’t notice this courtesy, no harm is done; but if they do, then someone who is often treated as a part-object, part-human, total nuisance gets to feel like a real, valid, card-carrying member of society."

Autism. One more lesson.

The cow was as black as the sky.

The cow was as white as paper.

The cow was as soft as sofas.

The cow was as fluffy as toys.

The cow moos as armadillos. 

Autists have a remarkable ability to put the unexpected together and create images, words and ideas that are fresh and new.

 

These ideas stimulate us to places we would not find otherwise.

...quiet as a dark sky

shy as a train leaving...

If I could pursue more of this I would, if I could be half as inventive.