Quotations of the Day

[shewhomust]

An interesting article by David Mitchell in yesterday's colour supplement (the novelist, not the comedian) about learning to cope with his son's autism. I particularly liked this chunk:

There's quite a marketplace for autism treatments, you find. Some sound rational, others quasi-deranged. One claims that autism is caused by allergens entering the bloodstream through a perforated bowel and inhibiting cerebral development. You FedEx a blood sample to a laboratory in York, and quite a long list of prohibited foods comes back, including lamb, kiwi fruit, pineapple, gluten, red meat and dairy products. Your family adopts the regime, and although you feel a little healthier, you see no change in your child. Ditto the benefits from the ionised water you've ordered from the US, which a friend passionately recommended. You feel a new pity for the medieval unwell, who limped from one shrine to another, hoping to find the right saint to pray to, when what they really needed was a quantum leap in medical science.

(It occurs to me now that the same applies to David B's account of a childhood dominated by his brother's epilepsy, and his parents' desperate search for a cure.)

Bonus silly joke provided by Anne Fine:

Why did the French chef commit suicide?
He lost the huile d’olive.

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[steepholm.livejournal.com]

Why did the French chef commit suicide?
He lost the huile d’olive.

You've found my level.