One of the things about belonging to a minority - any minority - is that you tend not to see people like you, people you can identify with, in mainstream pop culture.
I also didn't know any other Aspies in real life. So there wasn't really anyone I could look up to who was like me. Whose mind worked the way mine did, who stimmed like I did, who had problems with the things I had problems with, who understood.
So, without any people like me in my small sphere of childhood consciousness, I turned to strange places for role models. Harpo, for instance.
Even these days I tend to identify with unexpected people. While other women I know look up to Leigh Sales, Ronni Anconda or Kate Miller-Heidke, I'm kind of aspiring to be James May.