There is something to that. My father was likely on the spectrum. Born in 1932 and considered 'mentally slow' (LOL, he was anything but that...) he didn't get his first vaccines until he enlisted in the army in '50 or so. He went on to get a Master's Degree and had a pretty normal adult life. He worked with the handicapped. I think the had a huge amount of empathy for those who were different and had been labeled as 'less than'.