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People with autism perseverate.  They can grind you into powder repeating some word or phrase over and over.  I mean, for hours.

For them, it’s connection with the world.  For the world, or at least the caregiver in their little part of it, it is numbing at best and torture at worst.  Just say Soon there will be presents to my wife.  Especially after our son has plopped next to her and put himself on auto play for a few hours.

But then plenty of neurotypical people get pop tunes stuck in their heads.  OK, I do that, too.  Or some fish story we have to share again and again, no matter that our long suffering spouse has been there every time we shared it and is getting nauseous as we launch into it again.  Or a joke we think is the greatest of all time and have to keep telling…