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Thread: America is the most grandiose experiment the world has seen, but, I am afraid, it is not going to be a success. -- Sigmund Freud.

  1. #1
    America is a mistake, a giant mistake.

    Sigmund Freud

  2. #2
    America is a mistake, a giant mistake.

    Sigmund Freud

  3. #3
    So you're trying to make things better? Is this what you're intending to do?

  4. #4
    Sigmund Freud was a sex freak. What did he know about anything? He thought everyone was sexually obsessed with thier parents.

  5. #5
    The thing is, if you read Freud's works and understand what he was trying to say, he actually talks very little about sex. What drives the Id is tension release. Now certainly, (if done correctly) sex leads to tension release, but it's not the only thing that does. The better question might be, why do people think that Freud talked about sex all the time?

    Psychoanalysts, by nature, are mental health professionals (could be a psychiatrist, clinical psychologist or someone else) who are specifically trained in advanced Psychoanalytic (Freudian) therapy techniques. All Psychoanalysts use the basic principles that were first identified by Freud. These include recognition of unconscious processes, that early development relates to later behavior, and that dreams might reveal unconscious processes (there are others).

    Not every therapist is an Analyst (most aren't) and may use bits of Freud's work or none at all. Every new approach or theory always tries to compare itself to Freud's ideas. What has always been odd to me is that if you ask people what they think of Freud, they say he's obsessed with sex and a fraud, but if you ask them to describe another person's behavior, they will use Freud's theory.

  6. #6
    Most brain researchers dismiss the Freudian concepts of ego, id, and superego. They also claim that the idea that mental illness arises from infantile trauma -- the cornerstone of Freudian theory -- has not been validated. So from a medical and scientific standpoint, one could ask:

    "Well, does psychoanalysis work?"

    To be sure, Freud is to be discussed now more than ever, not only because Monica-gate forced everyone to ponder when a cigar is not just a cigar, but also because a new understanding of the mind is giving Freud his most serious competition ever. A 11-year-old boy joked one day, but not in Freudian terms: "What, did you forget your medication today?" if someone was acting odd. Freud, with his theories of libido, id and repression, has been forced to make room for the Prozac philosophy of mind.

    But these views could very well co-exist. Freud himself insisted that chemical interventions would someday remedy many psychological problems. Freud himself started his career as a neurobiologist and devised a model of the brain that foreshadowed our current conception of synapse networks. Moreover, because the talking cure -- a general term for psychotherapy --forges new associations and meanings, it almost certainly remaps those synapse networks. But once these complementary theories enter mass culture, they tend to degenerate into warring camps -- and Freud and Prozac have become mortal enemies.

    While Freud famously promised to restore neurotics to "ordinary unhappiness" and resolutely insisted on the unruly and savage nature of the unconscious, the pop Prozac myth promises equilibrium -- and more. With Prozac one is supposed to see patient after patient become 'better than well.' Prozac seems to give social confidence to the habitually timid, to make the sensitive brash, to lend the introvert the social skills of a salesman. In its crudest form, this vision of neuroscience sees the mind as a chemical-reaction chamber with no unconscious and no emotion that cannot be adjusted into biochemical balance. However let's not forget that denying the unconscious has profound consequences. It can blind us to the true emotional sources of authority, sap our personal power, and ultimately make us more vulnerable to political coercion and collective hysteria.

    Of course, it's often best to treat psychological problems with both medication and talk therapy. But economic forces are skewing the debate. Talk therapy is more expensive than prescribing drugs; it also fits the marketing plans of one of the most profitable industries, the pharmaceutical business, which heavily subsidizes academic science and lobbies for government research that might lead to the next blockbuster drug. No comparable funding source exists for talk therapy, with the result that the whole research community tilts toward thinking of psychology in terms of biology.

    A study in the prestigious Archives of General Psychiatry provided a glimpse into the power of culture to cause mental illness. The study compared the mental health of Mexican immigrants to U.S.-born Mexican Americans. Despite having much less money and access to health care, the recent immigrants had one-half the mental-health problems of their richer, more Americanized counterparts. But still there's an exchange -- you get material benefits, although you trade off emotional support. And of course such "affluenza," as other researchers have dubbed this problem, can be tranquilized by medication but not cured by it. As why our culture makes us so ill that we need psychiatric drugs -- are being ignored, mainly because they lend themselves to political answers, not biological ones. This study about immigrant mental health, for example, disappeared with almost no media attention, though it certainly raised profound and urgent questions.

    Freud never ignored society. In his 'Civilization and Its Discontents' he postulated that the more sophisticated culture becomes, the greater the psychic toll it exacts. The chemical view of mental illness renders the patient passive, whereas Freud insisted that individuals engage society and make an accommodation with it. Freud's really great discovery is that the mind is active and imaginative in the creation of its own experience of reality. So people can feel as if the world is dealing them a bad hand and be completely unaware of how active they are in creating the dramas in which they experience themselves as a victim. This is a problem of meaning, not of biology. By framing it as a purely biological problem, we deny ourselves the power to shape our destinies.

    How different is the pop-Prozac account of how the body influences the mind! There, consciousness is a just a mix of chemicals that needs to be calibrated into balance by medical professionals, and our lived experience is discounted in favor of laboratory assays. "The
    personality-altering pill is high technology, something unknowable, foreign. Though he generally supports its use, Kramer warns that the drug "may be experienced as self-alienating even when, in particular instances, it restores people to themselves. Having diminished the power of psychoanalysis, we are all the more at the mercy of professional knowledge." Our mind stripped of the power to shape its destiny and our bodies handed over to the medical-industrial complex -- that's a caricature, but it's merely the flip side of the smiley, sunny images used in ads for antidepressive drugs. The very fact that these absurd images are pitted against the Freudian conception of a cryptic and conflicted psyche strongly suggests that the legitimate findings of neurobiology are being exploited to hide other truths. And the thing that is being hidden, is the unconscious.

    The unconscious not only frightens us as individuals, it also threatens political authority. Authority sets the terms of the debate, deciding which arguments are legitimate and which are not. But seeking out unconscious motives means probing behind these terms, smoking out hidden agendas. Even if Freud hadn't been Jewish, the Nazis would have hounded him out of Austria because his theories undermined fascism. After all, if psychoanalysis questions the authority of the analyst, it certainly could -- and did -- question the authority of the demagogue.

    Issues as how we should organize society and what is the purpose of life, are left to get answered in the darkness of our collective unconscious, that is to say at the mercy of unseen forces, such as money, political power-lust, and of course cultural aggression. Or, when it doesn't ignore political and social questions, it is debated in biological terms by, for example, defining the body politic as just that -- a body, an entity that obeys the same natural laws as, say, ant colonies. In this view, social Darwinism just makes perfect sense, though now society offers the pharmacological solution to some of those who don't fare so well -- a pill that can make you "better than yourself."

    People are makers of meaning, unique creatures capable of living not only in a physical world but in a world of dramas and myths that, consciously and unconsciously, we create. Freud's everlasting truth is simply this: No matter how many pills we take, we will continue to shape such dramas. The question is whether we will try to understand them and set a more deliberate course, or whether we will let them carry us where they will, aiming only to accept whatever they bring.

  7. #7
    EXACTLY -- in America everyone will do his/her best to make you look like a "loose canon" -- like Eminem says, after all...


    These ideas are nightmares for white parents
    Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
    Like whatever they say has no bearing
    Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
    To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
    Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
    He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
    When he talks about his ****in' dad walkin out
    Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
    But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
    His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
    Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
    He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
    His step-father hit him so he socked him back
    And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
    There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
    Come on...

    Sing with me, sing for the year
    Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
    Sing with me,just for today
    Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

    Verse #2
    Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
    In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
    Only you're unholy, only have one homey
    Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
    But everybody just feels like they can relate
    I guess words are a mother****er, they can be great
    Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
    Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
    Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
    Now how the **** did this metamorphasis happen?
    From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
    To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ***
    But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
    Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
    To get their hands on every dime you have
    They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
    So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
    You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
    Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
    Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
    But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
    So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
    They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
    If i'm such a ****in' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
    It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
    How the **** can i raise a little girl?
    I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
    You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!


    Verse #3
    They say music can alter moods and talk to you
    But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
    Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
    Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
    See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
    And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
    Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
    We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
    You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
    We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
    It's ****ed up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
    To bein' able to have any ****in' thing that we wanted
    It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
    Except for a dream and a ****ing rap magazine
    Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
    Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
    Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
    So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
    Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
    We're nothing to you, but we're the ****in' shit in their eyes
    That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
    Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
    And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
    Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
    And we can

  8. #8
    And speaking of Eminem, here's another of his 'notorious' songs;


    We love you

    How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
    The stripes and the stars for the rights of men who have died for the protect?
    The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedem of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold

    Yo, I want everyone to listen to the words of this song

    Or so we're told...

    Verse #1
    I never woulda dreamed in a million years id see
    so many mutha ****in people who feel like me
    Who share the same views
    And the same exact beliefs
    Its like a ****in army marchin in back of me
    So many lives I touched
    So much anger aimed at no perticular direction
    Just sprays and sprays
    Straight through your radio wavs
    It plays and plays
    Till it stays stuck in your head
    For days and days
    who woulda thought standin in this mirror
    Bleachin my hair wit some Peroxide
    Reachin for a T shirt to wear
    That I would catipult to the fore-front of rap like this
    How can I predict my words
    And have an impact like this
    I musta struck a chord wit somebody up in the office
    Cuz congress keeps tellin me
    I aint causin nuttin but problems
    And now they sayin im in trouble wit the government
    Im lovin it
    I shovelled shit all my life
    And now im dumpin it on

    I could be one of ur kids
    Little erik looks just like this
    Erica loves my shit
    I go to TRL
    Look how many hugs I get

    Verse #2
    Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like urself
    If they were brown
    Shady lose shady sits on the shelf
    But Shadys cute
    Shady knew Shady's dimples would help
    Make ladies swoon baby
    (ooo baby)
    Look at myself!
    Lets do the math
    If I was black I woulda sold half
    I aint have to graduate
    From Lincoln High School to know that
    But I can rap so **** school
    Im too cool to go back
    Gimme the mic
    Show me where the ****in studio's at
    When I was underground
    No one gave a **** I was white
    No lables wanted to sign me
    Almost gave up, I was like "**** it"
    Until I met Dre
    The only one who looked past
    Gave me a chance
    And I lit a fire up under his ***
    Helped him get back to the top
    Every fan black that I got
    Was probly his
    In exchange for every white fan that he's got
    Like damn we just swapped
    Sittin back look at this shit wow
    Im like "My skin, is it startin to work to my benifit now?"


    Verse #3
    See the problem is I speak to suberban kids
    Who otherwise
    Woulda never knew these words exist
    These moms probly woulda never gave 2 squirts of piss
    Till I created so much mutha ****in turbulence
    Straight out the tube right into ya livin rooms I came
    And kids Flipped
    When they knew I was produced by Dre
    Thats all it took
    And they were instantly hooked right in
    And they connected wit me too cuz I looked like them
    Thats why they put my lyrics up under this microscope
    Searchin wit a fine toothed comb
    Its like this rope waitin to choke
    Tightenin around my throat
    Watchin me while I write this like "I dont like this, NO!"
    All I hear is
    Lyrics lyrics constant controversy
    Sponsors workin round the clock
    To try to stop my concerts early
    Surely hip hop is never a problem
    In Harlem only In Boston
    After it bothered ya fathers
    of daughters startin to blossom
    Now im catchin the flack from these activists
    When they raggin
    Actin like im the 1st rapper to smack a ***** and say faggot
    Just look at me like im ya closest pal
    A poster child
    the mutha ****in spokesman now!


    So to the parents of America
    I am the damager aimed at little Erica
    To attack her character
    The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns
    Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
    And piss on the lawns of the whitehouse
    To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker
    To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy
    **** you Ms Cheeney
    **** you Tipper Gore
    **** you with the freeness of speech this divided states of embarrasment will allow me to have
    **** You

    hahaha! im just playin america, you know I love you

  9. #9
    me too hates America, as it is:


    yeah everything bothers me
    just about everything that i see
    no need for a flag or a country
    raise your finger if you agree

    the problems won't go away
    if we keep our rage at bay
    the filth and slime will always stay
    if we choose to ignore and play

    goodbye america! **** you america! goodbye america! **** you!

    the stars and strips are prison bars
    they won't let you get too far
    the rule over many by the few
    you cant police my mind because i won't let you

    Goodbye america, **** you america
    goodbye america, **** you!

    pledge allegence to your self
    not greed, power, war, and wealth
    remember you were born a human being
    not a part of their machine

    Good bye america, **** you america
    Goodbye america, **** you!


  10. #10
    Yours Truly: The Lost Chapter or, America

    "In Dr. Johnson's famous dictionary
    patriotism is defined as
    the last resort of a scoundrel.
    With all due respect to an enlightened
    but inferior lexicographer,
    I beg to submit that it is the first."
    Ambrose Bierce

    "Older man declare war.
    But it is youth that must fight and die."
    Herbert Hoover

    Seeing those teary-eyed immigrants gratefully saying the Pledge of Allegiance, I used to wonder why anyone would want to be called an American, What does America stand for? I used to think that it stood for opportunity, equality and justice. The older I get I think that America stands for greed, arrogance and hypocrisy. When I went to Australia last year I was amazed by what people told me they thought about America. The younger people dreamed of going to Los Angeles or New York, imaging them as places filled with excitement and glamour. The older people thought of America as the world's cop and the biggest bully there ever was. They felt that America was like Rome in the days before it fell, full of criminals, festering in garbage. Most people I have met think of America as being number one, yet I don't really know what the contest was. Certainly we are a leader in the amount of homicides, and the number of guns. We make the most movies and television shows, but not necessarily the best. We smoke the most pot, snort the most lines, mainline the most smack, while hypocritically denouncing drug producing countries. Odds are good that our government may even have been involved in dealing and importing drugs.

    What is the history of America? The original settlers slaughtered the Indians, enslaved the Africans and plundered the continent. We loudly criticize other countries for their human rights violations while just thirty years ago our police allowed German Shepherds to attack unarmed protesters. Just one year ago the world watched in horror as a crowd of white police officers kicked the crap out of an unarmed black man, and then were found to be guilty of nothing. So why do some people want so much to be a part of it, while many others start to sound like the youth in Germany, "America for Americans." I think that being American is a state of mind, not necessarily the words on your passport. I think the problem, especially for the 'patriotic' types, is in priority. What we define ourselves as being reflects how we see other people. These people see themselves as Americans first, perhaps men second, perhaps fathers third, and farmers fourth. The politically active might set up a different set of identity. They might be gay first, vegetarian second, Texan third, and cabinet-maker fourth. This method of defining ourselves and what we believe to be right is exclusionary, since by definition there can never be a tie among these priorities. When we call ourselves Mexican Americans, it says to the Americans, that the Mexican part is first, and for them it is an insult. If you live in America and you want to be an American, that is what you are first and foremost.

    We pledge allegiance to the flag, God and country. It may be related to the Communist witch hunts of the McCarthy era, when there were questions of loyalty. Does it make you an American to join the military and legally execute strangers? Does it make you American to pay taxes and keep a flag in the front yard? I don't think it should make a difference. I think that if we all just considered ourselves human first, everything else being entirely secondary, we might just be better off. We might all see each other as part of the group, part of a vast collective, existing equally within the whole. This does not mean that we need to give up our individuality or identity, quite the contrary. We give up our petty allegiances to transitory memberships, and accept our small place on this small planet, in this short time. When we align ourselves within any group, it is impossible for the will of the group to accurately and thoroughly speak for us. It is this desire, perhaps related to childhood desires for acceptance, perhaps an unconscious desire to be removed from the difficult tasks of decision-making, that allows us to give up that part of ourselves to the herd. Herding never affords us the safety that we imagine, more safety is to be had in solidarity than herding. It might seem irrelevant to even try to redefine our roles, useless to change minds already programmed to self destruct, carved in stone. Perhaps it is, but I don't say this because it is the way that I am and therefore people should try to emulate me. I believe that people should live by what they believe, and for me there doesn't exist a group that believes everything that I believe.

    It is sometimes necessary to define our own reality, but in order to be in some kind of society we need to be in agreement on a few basic things. We cannot even agree to disagree. There is no longer any middle, if there ever was one, between my side and your side, because we like to choose sides. From the minute we are socialized, we are taught to establish cliques, to formulate pecking orders, to dominate or be dominated. It leaves no room for anything else, if you dare to step outside the established order, you are by definition outside. Stripped of your privileges, alone in the wilderness. Or you can establish a new order, outside of the old one, but quickly your instincts resurface and you regress back. Hell, I may be a computer geek, but I am the ******* King of the Computer Geeks. I may be a punk rocker, but the rest of you dicks are a bunch of suburban poseurs.

    The uniforms may appear different, the suit, the long hair and leather jackets, the tie-dyes and Birkenstocks, but at the heart of it they are uniforms conveying identity and allegiance to the group. The only fringes left are reserved for the walking wounded, the ones so far removed that they are oblivious to anything but the voices in their heads. Instead of trying to rise to new heights, we bury our heads and dig deeper into the muck. It is a luxury to be able to chuck it all, give up on everything. It quite lovely to rely on public transportation, have hot and tasty food and live in a world where everyone we know only a phone call away. There is no judgment to be made, no fingers to point, no blame to be assessed. My rights end where your nose begins, but my responsibilities extend much further. There is a great satisfaction that comes from living well, from treating others as you would treat yourself, and if you are unkind to yourself, than treat others better. Agree to disagree, but attempt to understand. Empathy is more important than sympathy, I can't hate you unless I understand you, and if I understand you I can't hate you. Simple words to live by.

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