I was reading
this story and... besides the fact that there was an entire section of text that hit me like a semi, and I imagine the ending tapped into the same anger that handicapped people felt over Million Dollar Baby*, a sort of Replicant-esque outrage if I may be so dark...
It occurred to me that Cassandra Cain was autistic. Comic book autistic, sure, in a disability = superpower sort of way, but relatable nonetheless. And in the end of her own book, she manages to actually solve her internal conflict and go off to have a fantastic life. Mabye not 100% Everybody Lives, but a good ending. A happy ending.
Bringing her back, in turn, as a Fu Manchuette supervillain and then magically erasing her communications difficulties (even retconning so they NEVER EVEN EXISTED, if you go by the Navejo code shit), is rather like someone taking your puppy dog, running it over with a car, then pissing on its corpse, and deserves every bit of hate it's received.
So now we're at the point with Batgirl is back, but with what's most distinct and endearing about her erased. They Kid Flashed her Impulse, to put it obscenely. They wouldn't cure Barbara Gordon's paralysis and they wouldn't bring Batman's parents back from the dead. So, basically, I'm pissed off at the world and the people for whom political correctness is more about covering their own ass than actually acknowledging that people are...
Fuck it, here's a fanfic.
The fairy godmother told Cinderella that she had to leave the party before midnight—a simple enough rule. So much more direct than most of the rules that NTs followed. It was good that the fairy godmother told Cinderella the rule. NTs usually didn't talk about the rules they all followed. They just did certain things and then told me I was wrong when I did something else.Title: Play By The Rules
Fandom: Batman
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,651
Characters/Pairings: Cass, Barda
Timeline: Batman and the Outsiders
Summary: I was reading a story and it occurred to me that Cassandra Cain was autistic.
( She would wear her Mask if they let her. She liked her Mask. It was comfortable and covered her eyes. No eye contact. If she looked at people too long it was staring, but if she didn’t look it was impolite, and she had to smile too… if she wore the Mask, no one cared. They just wrote her off as creepy. She liked that. It was simpler. )*
"What do you mean she's not going to get better? She's supposed
to get better!"