ASD is not a Disorder

“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.” -w...

Monday, 4 August 2025

Manipulation Psychology: What Cats, Pimps, and Warlords Teach Us About Power

 

This isn’t satire, it’s a survival manual dressed in metaphor. Manipulation isn’t evil by default, but if it’s misunderstood, we are vulnerable to being played. By educating ourselves on these things we can avoid the pain of being blindsided by them.

On the spectrum, we pay close attention to people, trying to learn how they work. Sometimes this studying of humans leads us to unpleasant knowledge we didn’t originally set out to find. Today I decided to write about manipulation.

This isn’t a guide for wannabe cult leaders. It’s a breakdown of how power works in the real world, stripped of polite lies. Manipulation happens everywhere: in families, friend groups, offices, schools. 

Most of us do it without even knowing, or worse, get eaten alive by people who do it better. This post isn’t glorifying abuse. It’s exposing patterns. 

The cat, the pimp, the warlord are metaphors for influence, control, and survival. You can learn from them without becoming the villain. And if any of this makes you squirm, good. That means you’re awake.


Sun tzu said the acme of excellence is winning without fighting; to position your troops and resources in such a way that the opponent arrives at the decision to surrender or retreat of their own volition, even if they outnumber you.

In the civilised society, this means positioning your words, actions, reputation and resources to get your way without struggle or opposition. The excellent manipulator has us do their bidding whilst being happy to serve them.

Chances are you know a few and chances are you are one in some way. 




Elude them like a Cat


The biggest misconceptions are that manipulation requires you to be highly intelligent, or a master wordsmith, or have some unfair leverage on someone, but these are absolutely not true at all. Those are specific and crude types, but not the core principle. 

Cats understand the core principle of manipulation. They get their way with willing participants, even though they can’t speak a lick of English, are physically small, and have no financial or social leverage.


If you struggle to understand what it means to be an elite manipulator, it can be easily understood by owning a cat.

They manipulate us all day long, we’re aware of what they’re doing, and yet we love them for it.


Now have you ever tried to get a cat to obey you? They do not care about our silly notions, they do as they please. We love them more for it.

The only way to beat the cat is to play their own game back at them. You display what you have to offer, and wait for them to come to you without chasing them.


If you don’t want to wait, you can bait the cat into chasing with a string or treat (breadcrumbing). This only works with patience and subtlety, as they are master bullshitters and cannot be easily bullshitted. 

If you rush the cat, it knows what you’re doing and the game is over. Sometimes they know the game and fall for it anyway of their own free will, because it’s nice to play a game.


Humans are like this too


The oldest version of The Carrot and The Stick is Money and Violence. Society still runs on this but we act like it doesn’t.

If you stopped participating in society and don’t pay your bills, eventually they take the house. If you refuse, they remove you. If you resist, Violence. Stick.

If you participate and generate capitalist value to the system, you are often rewarded with Money. Carrot.

Workplace managers have a toolkit of civilised verbal and written carrots and sticks to keep the place running smoothly.

Parents have a toolkit of carrots and sticks to keep the family going.


Schools, Religions, Social Circles, Clubs, basically every gathering of humans is a collectively agreed upon set of evolving, conflicting written and unwritten rules, carrots and sticks.

Cats have mastered Carrot and Stick. The Carrot is their elusive affection and funny charm, the stick is where they stick their tail and nose in the air and strut off, content to not speak to you for a day or so. They play us for damn fools and we love it. 


You think humans are different? Have you ever seen a guy behave like a cat? It goes like this:


“Why won’t he text me back?! Aghh!” she says to her friend.

“You’re an asshole!” she says when her man returns.

He grunts and does the bare minimum.

“I’ll do anything for you🥺” she says when she feels his unpredictable affection again.


This relationship is toxic, and I’m not saying become a cat. I’m saying a cat can out-pimp you without a word of English, and that’s worth thinking about.


You think that’s intense? It goes so much deeper…



Manufacture Loyalty like a Pimp


This is going to be controversial and hard to read. You may not be ready to hear this.

The pimp is a flashy, smooth talking man who controls women through violence, trickery, love bombing, charm, drugs, abuse and financial coercion.


These unnecessary, brutal tools of terror are the pimp’s bread and butter to create a specific control pattern: an emotional cocktail so powerful the victim discards their entire identity in place of total obedience and loyalty. A victim at this stage will take a bullet for their abuser and smile because they caught it.


The pattern is a calculated cycle of adrenaline-fueled highs and traumatic, rock-bottom lows in his victims, undermining their autonomy and instilling a deep-rooted sense of dependency, fear, loyalty, and even misplaced love towards the pimp, who seems like the only person that can provide order, stability, love and identity within the vortex of misery and chaos he or she creates.


Before you send yourself to prison:


This control pattern can be watered down and recreated without breaking any laws. It’s still extremely potent, and this legal version is called ‘Hot and Cold’.

Your parents did it to you. Your dickhead boss did it to you. Your toxic ex did it to you. Katy Perry sang about it.


What’s Hot and Cold?

Your mistakes are instantly punished. Your good deeds are intermittently and randomly rewarded. Times are great when the ‘pimp’ feels like it. You think ‘Ok the good times are gonna last this time.’

You feel carsick from the emotional roller-coaster but don’t know how to get off the ride. You tell yourself it’s all gonna be ok after the next turn, but it’s really a roll of the dice. Life feels like high-stakes gambling, and you’re addicted.


Hot and Cold is the mechanism by which we have our reality warped through our emotions to suit others. It’s a close cousin of Gaslighting, but more effective and deniable.

Like with the cat game, gentle finesse is required, or the victim is spooked off. Less is more.


Once you learn the Hot and Cold pattern, you see it in every human interaction. The sex trafficker is simply a scumbag who takes the pattern to brutal extremes and serves to illustrate it.

The pattern is evident in all lives, everywhere you look, with sanitised, civilised, legal, and socially reinforced tools. It cannot be escaped.


There are ‘pimps’ everywhere, and 99.999% of them are not involved in the sex trade.

A non-literal pimp is simply a person who understands the fundamental truths of human psychology and exploits them for his or her own gain. ‘Pimping on someone’ means moving them out of their way to help you with your way.


Yes, there are ethical, good, non-literal ‘pimps’

There are female pimps, disabled pimps, elderly pimps, salt-of-the-earth neighbourly pimps, gospel pimps, teacher pimps charity-volunteering pimps, and even pets and children who play on our emotions and win our hearts with Hot and Cold.

Have you ever seen a child switch from being happy, to crying, and back to happy again in the space of a minute? Chances are they got what they want. Sometimes, all they want is to know they’re cared about, and we can’t punish them for being human.


Sometimes we have to play this game to get along, like when a gatekeeper needs their ego padded (validating the reality warp)

Sometimes we have to orchestrate the game to sustain order, by randomising reward and punishment, or warping reality altogether to serve the greater good.

In my view, the skill level of the player is determined by how ethically they can play this game, with the least amount of undue influence necessary to achieve the goal.


Telling children that eating vegetables will make them strong like superman is playing the game. It’s for their own good, and nobody will tell you this is unethical.

Deciding what’s best for other adults is where it gets murky. 

You already know what’s right and what’s wrong.

Go do what’s right.


The Reversal/Counter/Uno Reverse:

If you ever catch someone pulling Hot and Cold crap on you, the Uno Reverse Card is to tell them it’s called ‘Coercive Control’ and it’s very illegal, even if none of the individual parts of it were illegal, so long as intent is there, and you’re well aware of what they’re doing, no matter how stupid they try to play it off.

It probably is illegal lol.




Advance through life like a Warlord

“Your reputation precedes you”

The warlord uses unstoppable Momentum and his Reputation to clear the path ahead of him.

In order to successfully play this game, you must assume your role, your character, and build your reputation around this role to solidify it. With a strong enough reputation, other players will fall in line with much less resistance. 

The bigger your reputation, the bigger bluffs you can get away with.

You don’t even have to be strong. Sympathetic victim characters have been in vogue for long time now.


In the civilised world, positive reputations carry people further than ruthless and negative reputations. 

If you’re going to be ruthless, it’s best to keep that quiet unless you suspect opposition needs to be deterred, or if ruthless is what your people require of you. Everyone loves a hero.

A support network is a good substitute for overt ruthlessness. They can deter opposition and assist in your life battles whilst deflecting the heat and scorn off you for “being bad”. After all they were just “standing up for what’s right.”


With all builds, your charm, charisma, wit, support network, and attractiveness can act as force multipliers. It’s best to max out any of these if you already have a solid start in one.

I’ll be writing more about these in the near future.

When you meet opposition, they will always have some trait that outmatches you. The goal is to pivot the conflict to a space that you dominate and box them in, where surrender, escape, or destruction are the enemy’s only options.


The warlord’s reputation for cruelty and terror serves him, but in civilised world, it pays more to have a reputation for honesty and dependability.

In the professional world, it pays to have a reputation for expertise, cooperation, authority on a topic, positional authority, and contextual social authority.

In the dating world, it pays to be exciting, fun, refreshing, chill, honest, fearlessly real, and a little mysterious.

In niche interests, fandoms, scenes, and subcultures it pays to know everybody and know the interest well.


My character build was ‘Big muscly guy who can talk his way in or out of anything’. The Gym and the Sales Conversations were my training grounds to beef this character up and give him real abilities.

After being him for almost a decade, I want to move on to something else, something more grounded in my Autistic intellect and linguistics. Something more authentic, and real to me. This raw blog project has been a step in that.

How have you used your reputation or momentum to push through barriers and warp reality?


Stay real, Stay Sane.

-Patient Zero


References and Further Reading


Cialdini, R.B., 2001. Influence: Science and Practice. 4th ed. Boston: Allyn & Bacon.


Greene, R., 1998. The 48 Laws of Power. New York: Viking Penguin.


Slim, I., 1969. Pimp: The Story of My Life. Los Angeles: Holloway House.


Goffman, E., 1959. The Presentation of Self in Everyday Life. Garden City, NY: Doubleday Anchor.


French, J.R.P. and Raven, B., 1959. The Bases of Social Power. In: D. Cartwright, ed. Studies in Social Power. Ann Arbor: University of Michigan Press, pp.150–167.


Sun Tzu, 2005. The Art of War. Translated by L. Giles. New York: BN Publishing.


Foucault, M., 1982. The Subject and Power. Critical Inquiry, 8(4), pp.777–795.


Milgram, S., 1974. Obedience to Authority: An Experimental View. New York: Harper & Row.



Friday, 1 August 2025

I can’t People Please with Autistic Masking anymore.

 



I try to rip off the mask fighting to live on my face. When it’s halfway off, it gives up …but I stop. I’m scared to lose my greatest weapon. It’s the 7th or 8th version and it tells me if I don’t like it we can always start again with revisions and upgrades. The latest upgrade, ‘Tactical Empathy Leak’ was a smash-hit success.

But, it’s not about protecting me from the world anymore. It protects me from myself, because I’m not ready to be who I know I’ll become without it.

I need to run towards the challenge.


What does it mean to be real? I’ll tell you.

In Two words: Fuck You.

It’s not about saying “Fuck You” to everyone and terrorising people. It’s about having the ability to say Fuck You when you need to.

It’s an energy you reserve on standby. It’s a position to never need anything from someone you dislike.

The balls to walk away. The gall to say you don’t care. The audacity to put your deep needs first. The self-respect to not talk to people you don’t vibe with.


Types 2’s and 3’s are real ones


A common Type 2 trait is walking away mid conversation.

While this might seem like a social mistake to us Type 1’s, it’s the height of ignorance for us to miss the point of why they do it. 

They know something we don’t and live by it:

Their energy matters more than other people’s feelings.


This is the core of being real. This is wisdom. It is truly better to nope out than to be trapped in a torture chamber.

I’ve done it many times. Vanishing like Batman aka the “Irish Goodbye” instantly fixed a lot of anxiety attacks. It’s rude. I don’t care.


Being a good friend, family member, employee and lover means having your mental and emotional cup full so you can give. 

The spectrum is like having a cup full of holes, always drained from everything around us, so protecting that is our top priority. If not for us, for them.

Putting other people’s feelings ahead of your own sanity is the breeding ground for becoming a burnout with a skill for lying.

I masked so hard I lost the ability to tell the truth because I forgot it.


The High Functioning Trap- People Pleasing


On the spectrum, we default to a learned, alternate, systematic communication pattern for survival.

It’s the reason why we communicate on higher levels with other autists than the neurotypicals can with us.

When neurotypicals communicate, they jump to assumptions about the other person, based on themself. 

In other words, they think: ‘I like X so they probably like X too.’ So they proceed to speak about X with nothing else in the way. 

And odds are the other neurotypical likes X too, so they get along with:

🤢Love Island, Sports, Celeb Gossip🤢

A neurotypical conversation starts from the mental point of “me first” or “What do I want to talk about?”


We don’t work like that, because if we like Y and if we speak about Y right off the bat, people look at us like we have three heads. But that’s ok, because we can load up the ‘fake it til you make it’ program and operate from “them first” aka “what does the other person want to talk about?”




Weaponised Empathy: the radioactive opposite of Real


To deal with this communication issue, we gather available information about the person, their appearance, their demeanour, listen to them speak or small talk a bit before arriving at the conclusion that the thing they like to speak about is probably X, so I’ll ask them about X.

I’ll then proceed to push buttons by asking the right questions and laughing, nodding, wincing and ad-libbing at the right moments like a quick-time-event in a video game to keep them engaged. 


I’m spending precious energy looking them in the eye, smoothly shifting gears out of small talk and hiding my slight disgust at them and myself. If I can successfully avoid info dumping, I’ll get a “you’re a great listener”.

To really sell it, I’ll listen to my restrained overactive empathy just a little, then play up the natural actions it elicits in me, accurately showing what I really feel deep down without actually fully feeling it. An example of Shielding.


With the emotional wall down and small talk long behind us, it’s time to deploy the payload:

I give them the bait. A small piece of myself, real or fake, but vulnerable. If my story is fake, then I think of something real to sell the emotion, again through the ‘restrain and play-up’ filter to avoid feeling it too much.


This is the part where I get them to info dumping to me about their personal, vulnerable, raw and emotional highlight reels and pain, guiding and encouraging them on an emotional rollercoaster of highs and lows- the bedrock of connection.

I allow myself to feel some of it to let them know without words I that ‘get them’.


For every nugget they give me, I give a breadcrumb back.

This ends with them convinced I’m their new best friend, and I can vibe, or leave the scene on a high note.

And that babe, is the mythical High Functioning Masking tutorial.


If you read all this and think it’s a good idea to try out, buddy, no it’s not. This doesn’t make real friends, this doesn’t manipulate people. This is a step-by-step tutorial of how to become an unpaid therapist. 🤡


Trying to copy this shameful confession will result in unfathomable stress and problems.

My manipulation method has a few extra critical steps and the knowledge should never have existed. I feel regret. I felt entitled to mess with them. They deserved it. I deserve my pain.

Human beings aren’t machines, and neither method fulfils the goals of the autist. It just sells products and it gets short term fake connection.


Woe be to you if this is your long-term life strategy.


Why it’s not worth it


Did you spot the glaring issue?

I don’t care about X. I’m not even curious about X. I want to talk about Y. Yet my goal is to bring up X and pivot to therapist mode. 

Maybe if I’m a good boy they’ll let me infodump about Y.

This not being real. It’s disrespectful to myself. In fact, it’s painful and shameful.

This is not operating from “Fuck You” or “Me first” or “What am I interested in talking about?”

This is operating from “Them-first” “Please like me” and “unpaid therapist” mode.

This is not being nice or compassionate, this is being a fraud.

If the goal is real connection, respect and happiness, you fucked up.


Even C3P0, a protocol droid designed to serve humans, renowned for being a coward, was not afraid to annoy everyone by talking about stuff they didn’t want to hear.

Is C3P0 realer than you?




This “them-first” communication style belongs in the landfill.


This connection is fake and worthless to both me and them. I baited them into thinking I cared, and baited myself into thinking they’re the person I need validation from right now.

Sure, I do care about them, but not because I want to, it’s because my empathy is on steroids and I need to limit the supply so I don’t get hurt.

I’ll care about literally anything if I allow myself.

The connection that follows this pattern though is a systematic, unfulfilling chore for me and a slimy lie for them. 


This is a hybrid of old and new school sales, not socialising. But since we Type 1’s could speak, this is the only successful, approved way a lot of us had to socialise.

When I deviated off this template as a child or teen, I entered polarising territory. Real me was either loved or hated. As children and young teens we don’t want to be hated so we adapt.


We learn to suppress the Fuck You Energy.

As adults, survival depends on Fuck You Energy.


People Pleasing got me swimming in deeper and deeper shit than Fuck You or Big Dick Energy ever could. 


At worst, Fuck You Energy got me threatened to be shot after flirting with the wrong person. I was scared for 1 day and got a cool story out of it.

At best, People Pleasing got me a remorseless, controlling girlfriend when I was 16. I was a miserable sack of shit for 2 years. At least I learned early.


I’ve been a people pleaser, and I’ve been a selfish prick, and if being healthy isn’t an option then I choose selfish prick every single time.

People Pleasing dilutes and cheapens you. If you can’t call someone out on their shit, then your compliments to them don’t have any weight.

People Pleasing, appealing to their needs at all times, especially when they’re NT and need less support than you, is insanity. Reinforced, learned insanity.

If I catch you people pleasing I’m going to shoot you. Thank me later.


“But Zero, how do I unmask at work? Is it safe?”

Guide is on the way.


“But Zero, how do I make real connections the healthy way?”

Guide is on the way.


“But Zero, my whole life is a lie? Fuck you!”

That’s the spirit.


Stay tuned. Stay Sane.

-Patient Zero


References and further reading

All personal views are my own.

Ai, W., Cunningham, W.A. & Lai, M.-C. (2024). Camouflaging, internalized stigma, and mental health in the general population. International Journal of Social Psychiatry, 70(7), pp.1239–1253.

https://doi.org/10.1177/00207640241260020 


Bradley, L., Shaw, R., Baron‑Cohen, S. & Cassidy, S. (2021). Autistic Adults’ Experiences of Camouflaging and its Perceived Impact on Mental Health. Autism in Adulthood, 3(4), pp.320–329.

https://doi.org/10.1089/aut.2020.0071 


Hull, L., Petrides, K.V., Allison, C., Smith, P., Baron‑Cohen, S. & Mandy, W. (2017). “Putting on My Best Normal”: Social Camouflaging in Adults with Autism Spectrum Conditions. Journal of Autism and Developmental Disorders, 47(8), pp.2519–2534.

https://doi.org/10.1007/s10803-017-3166-5 


Raymaker, D.M., Teo, A.R., Steckler, N.A. et al. (2020). “Having all of your internal resources exhausted beyond measure and being left with no clean-up crew”: Defining autistic burnout. Autism in Adulthood, 2(2), pp.132–143.

https://doi.org/10.1089/aut.2019.0079 


Moore, H.L., Cassidy, S., Rodgers, J. et al. (2023). Exploring the mediating effect of camouflaging and the moderating effect of autistic identity on the relationship between autistic traits and mental wellbeing. Autism Research, 17(7), pp.1391–1406.

https://doi.org/10.1002/aur.3073 


Cage, E., Di Monaco, J. & Newell, V. (2018). Experiences of autism acceptance and mental health in autistic adults. Journal of Autism and Developmental Disorders, 48(2), pp.473–484.

https://doi.org/10.1007/s10803-017-3342-7  


Wednesday, 30 July 2025

What is Autistic Shielding? The Hidden Reason You Built a Persona to Survive

 


Autistic Shielding is not in the DSM but it is definitely real. I’ve been doing it my whole life without a clue it had a name.

This isn’t just masking. …The fake smiles, the forced eye contact. Shielding is the long term consequence. A parasite in the mind. It’s an alternate identity built brick by brick, just to cope with the neurotypical zoo.



Shields show up differently because it’s personal. For me it often meant hiding my sadness or joy or sense of humour because showing anything real just brings more judgment. Sometimes I block out the world with headphones, or routines because the chaos is unbearable.



The strongest shield type is social shielding. This is my fake persona that hardened into my mind from years of masking. Charm, silence, humour, selective quirks and whatever it takes to stop being the target of every sideways glance and whispered “weird.”


If you’ve ever been told you’re too much, too intense, or to “just be normal,” you know exactly why shielding exists. The real me isn’t safe. So I build versions acceptable to the normies, versions that might get through the day.


Over time these personas get closer and closer to the real me as I allow carefully selected parts of my true mind shine through, but in the beginning it was false.

I feel closest to my true self in the company of other neurodivergents, talking real subjects in depth and being actually funny.


The furthest I feel from myself is in npc group discussions about whatever braindead show is on, which takeaway is the best, or my favourite: “how fucking drunk we all got hahaha”


For some, the Shield is embracing a personal aesthetic, like being covered in tattoos, or a hyper-feminine look, or it could be persona, such as a definitive expert on something, or becoming the class clown. And for me?

At the age of 17 it was becoming a Gym Bro.



My Muscles made me feel safe. Not just physically, but socially.


When I don't look like I lift, I feel naked. For years I thought this was body dysmorphia, which I was fine with having if it got me to the gym. I'd rather be shredded and worry about losing it than have a dad bod and not being worried about it.

I'd count calories, measure muscles, and meticulously craft sadistic workout regimens to achieve the geometrically perfect, aesthetic physique of a Greek god. Why?


After learning about Autistic Shielding, I finally understood. It wasn't dysmorphia, or bigorexia, it wasn't small-man-syndrome, or anything else like that.

"Gym Bro" was an autistic shield, an all-access hall-pass to the neurotypical world. An entire persona created just so I could stop feeling scrutinised for existing. And it worked.


People stopped questioning everything I did. I was spoken to with more respect. My autistic traits were given more room to be overlooked. People wanted my respect. Socialising was on easy mode for the first time since childhood.


YouTuber “Autism From The Inside” Described It Perfectly


Years ago I came across a video I'll remember for life. Paul Micallef aka Autism From The Inside spoke about how he had always struggled to fit in, then as a young adult, he grew out his hair and got dreadlocks as a white Australian. 

He was still the same person, but by altering his external perception to others, he was now instantly accepted, socially deferred to, and considered cool everywhere he went. Mad.

The dreadlocks were his Shield. The muscles were mine. What's yours?


I Didn’t Build a Persona. I Built a Prison.



I’ve been shielding for so long I forgot who I was before it. Not masking. Not just faking smiles or copying tone. 


Full-blown reconstruction. 


I carved out a version of myself that could be tolerated. That wouldn’t get kicked out of rooms. That wouldn’t make people uncomfortable just by existing.



It worked. That version of me got further. He made friends. He passed interviews. He knew when to laugh and when to shut up. But behind every “normal” interaction was a calculation. What should I say here? How should I stand? Is this too much? Do I go for her now or act disinterested? Do they know I’m not really one of them?



Shielding gave me access to a world that was never built for me. But it cost me everything.


It cost me rest. Every conversation feels like walking a tightrope over broken glass. It cost me clarity. I lost track of the difference between what I actually enjoy and what I forced myself to enjoy just to blend in. It cost me connection. Because when people love the version of you you made to survive, that love never lands. It just slides off.


You start to realise you’re alone in every room, even when it’s full.




And sure, I got benefits. I didn’t get bullied. I could move through crowds without drawing fire. Instead of being called weird I got called a “Character,” which where I’m from is neurotypical for “you entertain me.”


But the longer I kept the shield up, the heavier it got. I burned out. Hard. And no one around me understood why. Because from the outside, I was doing fine. I looked fine. That was the point, right?



Removing the Shield



The truth is, I don’t know who I’d be if I stopped performing in public. If I just let whatever’s underneath all that shielding out into the open. That terrifies me. 


I feel the heat when my neurodivergent friends drop the act in public. I do my best to hold myself back from “correcting” their bravery. They deserve better from me.


But what scares me more than being “found out” is staying trapped in this version of myself until I’m too far gone to crawl back.



To my credit I’ve sustained my almost 3 year relationship without shielding or masking and it’s the best one I’ve ever had, because by allowing myself be real, I’m allowing myself to receive support and love directly, not directed at my shield to be absorbed by a sentient mask.


And by learning the importance of this, I’ve created the environment where my partner can be her real self too, making it a two way street of authenticity. She sees the real me and I see the real her.


I, a jaded, retired fuckboy, trust her with my life.



I didn’t write this article for sympathy. I’m writing it because maybe you’ve been doing the same thing. Maybe you built your own armour and now it’s fused to your skin. You forgot where the mask ends and you begin.


Here’s what I’m figuring out: putting the shield down doesn’t mean weakness. It means I’m done negotiating my existence. It means I’m choosing to be real even if it makes people flinch. Even if it means walking away from everything that only accepted me when I was lying.


I’m not here to be palatable.


I’m here to be free.


Stay strong. Stay real. Stay Sane.

Patient Zero


Sources & Further Reading

All views are personal. Listed sources offer supporting insight into the concepts discussed above:

Photos:

Photo by 8machine _ on Unsplash