I just completed ‘The Rosie Project’, based on Linda’s recommendation. It’s about a professor of genetics with almost non-existent social skills and his quest to find a wife. A very entertaining read; just what I needed as a quick reprieve from tables and graphs. Highly recommended. Excerpts below.
Have a good weekend!
It was only later that I realized that I had experienced extended close contact with another human without feeling uncomfortable. I attributed it to my concentration on correctly executing the dance steps.
“You want to share a taxi?” asked Rosie.
It seemed a sensible use of fossil fuels.
I decided it would be helpful to provide an example, drawing on a story in which emotional behavior would have lead to disastrous consequences.
“Imagine,” I said, “you’re hiding in a basement. The enemy is searching for you and your friends. Everyone has to keep totally quiet, but your baby is crying.” I did an impression, as Gene would, to make the story more convincing: “Waaaaa.” I paused dramatically. “You have a gun.”
Hands went up everywhere.
Julie jumped to her feet as I continued. “With a silencer. They’re coming closer. They’re going to kill you all. What do you do? The baby’s screaming –“
The kids couldn’t wait to share their answer. One called out, “Shoot the baby,” and soon they were all shouting, “Shoot the baby, shoot the baby.”
The boy who had asked the genetics question called out, “Shoot the enemy,” and then another said, “Ambush them.”
The suggestions were coming rapidly.
“Use the baby as bait.”
“How many guns do we have?”
“Cover its mouth.”
“How long can it live without air?”
As I had expected, all the ideas came from the Asperger’s “sufferers”. The parents made no constructive suggestions; some even tried to suppress their children’s creativity.
I raised my hands. “Time’s up. Excellent work. All the rational solutions came from the aspies. Everyone else was incapacitated by emotion.”