When I was in sixth grade, I was being bullied pretty mercilessly. In addition to the usual name-calling, grabbing of possessions, and occasional hitting, the bullies were also pretending to be much stupider than they really were, so that they could watch me struggle to explain things. Of course, back then, I thought they were actually that stupid, as opposed to pretending. Those "bouts of stupidity" were often very sudden, catching me off guard. What was weird is that they happened only in sixth grade and nowhere else. It'll be easiest to explain it with dialogs.
Aspie1: (somehow talking about sticking a map to corkboards)
Bully: You just staple it.
Aspie1: Staples are no good; the maps are hard to remove. You should use pushpins.
Bully: Huh?
Aspie1: You use pushpins.
Bully: What are pushpins?
Aspie1: They're those things that you hold with two fingers and stick paper things to corkboard.
Bully: Stick to corkboard? You mean with glue?
Aspie1: No! Pushpins look like little nails, and they hold paper to corkboard.
Bully: Why would you use a hammer? (cf. nails)
Aspie1: <walks off in disgust>
Aspie1: Hey, it's was daylight savings time last weekend, and they haven't moved the class clock one hour ahead.
Bully: No, you move one hour back.
Aspie1: It's spring, so you move one hour ahead; spring forward, fall back.
Bully: No, it's fall forward, spring back.
Aspie1: No! It's ahead in spring, back in fall! <get into explaining day/night cycles>
Bully: You got it wrong. You move back in spring, and forward in fall to balance out the day length; you know that a day gets long in spring, and short in fall.
Aspie1: How can you not know this!? <turns around in disgust>
Aspie1: (somehow mentioning a bank while talking about money)
Bully: Bank? Like a pig made of ceramic?
Aspie1: No, it's a building where you keep the money.
Bully: You're calling a ceramic pig a "building"? Man, that's weird.
Aspie1: No, a bank building!
Bully: A pig building?
Aspie1: Ugh!! ! <leaves>
Aspie1: (talking about the solar system after an astronomy lesson in science class)... Saturn's rings are made of rock.
Bully: How can they be made of rock? They're solid plastic discs; you saw the pictures the teacher was showing everybody.
Aspie1: Those are telescopic images from far away, so they look like solid discs. Besides, there's no oil on Saturn, so where would plastic come from?
Bully: <interrupts> Exactly! They're solid, so they're made of plastic. Besides, no one ever saw Saturn's rings up close, and how do you know there's no oil there?
Aspie1: Satellites took pictures of Saturn from up close!
Bully: Are you saying you're smarter than the teacher? That's really stuck-up of you. If the teacher is showing us rings made of plastic, then she's right. You're 12, so listen to her!
Aspie1: Saturn's rings are made of rock!
Bully: Plastic!
Aspie1: <leaves in disgust at the level of stupidity in class>
Obviously, in retrospect, I realize that even the most hardcore bullies (for sixth grade) couldn't be that stupid. But back then, I honestly believed that they were completely devoid of intellect, and tried to get me to believe wrong information. And we all know how much aspies hate being given wrong information. I won't even ask how they knew I hated it, but I am wondering why exactly they pretended not to know elementary things like those. Post your thoughts.