It reminds me of the way people will spend lots of money pursuing a cure... most of it going to quacks. Not just money, either, but their child's childhood. They spend five thousand dollars on a special supplement when they could be buying their child a well-trained assistance dog... They spend a hundred dollars a week on special food when they could be buying their child a bookshelf and a steady supply of books, or a good collection of interesting, intellectually stimulating toys, or comforting stim things, or a weighted blanket, or a safe hideaway from the sensory chaos. They spend money on therapy and their child spends time in therapy when they could be spending that time interacting with the child, getting to know them, teaching them things, letting that child be a child... Not that therapy is useless; but like any kind of education, it should be done in moderation, giving the child enough time to grow on his own, in his own way, and explore the world--even if, for him, that means watching the dust motes in a sunbeam or rubbing his cheeks against a swatch of velvet or running in circles for an hour at a time...
So when I see that statement, I want to take out my red pen and correct it to read, "Refusing to embrace your child's autism will bankrupt you... and your child."