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See, the problem I have when someone claims they have a social disorder is the same problem I have with the usual depiction of sapient robots. You have an entity with a vast, encyclopedic knowledge of information which they can correlate and speculate about endlessly; however, they are completely oblivious to obvious interactions between two events when it involves people.

This is, in the common vernacular, fucking bullshit.

You can recognize that the phrase makes people (James, in this case) angry. You recognize that he uses a term, which you recognize as derogatory, to describe people that use the phrase which makes him angry. You then even go so far as to put in purest terms the very reason why the phrase may upset someone:

"It might be used as an ad hominem in a subjective debate. ... It does imply that the person himself is not relevant to the merits of the argument put forth"

You take this piece of information that you have discovered, turn it over and over in your hands, inspecting it as a child may observe a shiny bauble, and then simply hurl it over your shoulder and continue to skip along happily without realizing that you've just dropped the key to understanding.

Except you're not a child. You're an adult — one that has purposely discarded the answer to your own question, an answer which is self-evident to people that do not have a social disorder. You cannot say you didn't recognize it when you found it, because the very statement itself is a recognition; one that you purposely discarded, and which you defend by claiming you have a disorder which prevents you from the very acknowledgement you just displayed.

Like a pop sci-fi robot, like Commander fucking Data, you cock your head to the side, furrow your brow, and simply state, "Fascinating." No. Wrong. Bad you. You're not allowed to pretend you somehow lack basic pattern recognition. You've demonstrated that you can understand the basic concepts in the posts above these very words. Hiding behind a label is no excuse for blatant, intentional misunderstanding.

It's not that you've got a condition that prevents you from "getting" people, it's that you're just another troll on the internet that likes to pretend he has a medical disorder so he can justify his self-inflicted social anxiety and inability to form lasting, meaningful relationships with his fellow creatures.

One of the most important things that art school taught me was to restrain the impulse, when showing artwork, to apologize for the terrible quality and/or point out all the parts of it that are completely horrible.

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