Sigmund Freud -- Where Are We Now?
Posted: Thursday, September 22, 2011
by Octavia Hansen
Octavia Hansen
Around 1895, Sigmund Freud hung out his shingle and patients began talking their way through problems. Talk therapy seemed to help a lot of people. More than one-hundred years later, people are still talking.
In a society that tends to isolate people from one another and specifically won't talk about issues that effect them the most, psychotherapy is sometimes an answer. It works on a basic level, verbalizing a problem gives it a linear thought instead of a vague insecurity fogging your brain. Much like other fields of science, there must be a definitive question or direction to know how to find the results. Still, dealing with humans is always an unknown, a sliding scale factor when you are searching for a single answer.
upon false information or limited observation.
The gay Teletubbie. Are you kidding? Who was watching this to even entertain this idea? Have you ever seen the Teletubbies? Cute colorful preschool characters with televisions in their tummies, who don't even use words to communicate, play sweetly together and watch experimental animated films at the end of their shows. Gay? There has to be some kind of sexuality to even travel down this road. Considering it's a preschooler audience, this smear campaign must have come from some company who could not have the television time themselves to market to such a young crowd. To get them off the air, there had to be a scandal, a rumor or a suggestion of controversy. With no commercials in the format, how could a free enterprise system let this continue?
Boohbah. They are from Australia. Where else? The land down under has always been known for a different kind of entertainment -- how many Mad Max movies were there? I tried to view this objectively and never could -- they are multi-colored dancing sperm who sleep in pods and spurt out when the time is right. And there is a mismatched family, though they are helpful and kind to each other, where the DNA thread was lost long ago, losing any familia resemblance. But the dancing sperms can hypnotize you. Beware! I think you can still catch them on U-Tube, and you should. I love children's programming for the simplicity and color . . . but this is something subliminally more than I can account for.
Bert and Ernie. No, they are not gay. Is there someone so depressed and isolated that this is all they come up with for entertainment? These guys are Sesame Street characters, roommates and best friends since the Children's Television Network started broadcasting on PBS in 1969. They were named after the policeman and the taxi driver in the 1946 movie "It's A Wonderful Life", two characters who looked after each other in whatever life George Bailey was living. All of us should have such good friends who share a lot of laughs and support what we do. Again, this is a smear campaign by others not so creative as to start their own shows or characters. Considering they don't have legs, how can gay even enter the picture?
Sponge Bob and Patrick. Oh, come on! How can you NOT love these guys? They are friends. They are so sweet they took in an orphaned clam to raise in a family environment. They throw parties for people. They sing. They dance. They play in the sand. Sponge Bob is a dependable worker, Patrick enjoys his company and together they do things, helping each other, their mutual friends and being good citizens of Bikini Bottom. Okay, a couple of times there was some cross dressing but that can happen to anyone. It's always good for a laugh . . . and it's a cartoon. How come no one ever calls out The Simpsons for a bit of controversy?
Woody Allen. He's an actual person but this is sometimes called into question. The poster child for therapy, he's been going since he's been walking and writing. He needs all the therapy he can get after breaking up a marriage with Mia Farrow and marrying a foreign girl one-quarter of his age, his psyche has a lot to account for. It wasn't illegal but it really messed with his mind (and everyone else's), his professional reputation and his connection with the interviewing media. He did it anyway. So much for a cure.
Emotional baggage. But that's just me, I have enough for my own psychological 747. What I really hate is being a responsible adult. I have lived away from home much longer now than I was there . . . ergo . . . my problems are my own. A happy childhood does NOT prepare anyone for real life. I'm old enough that I can't blame my parents, and though I am not the best judge of character concerning friends and boyfriends, all my choices are of my own making. Damn! I hate being grown up. Shame I'm not on drugs or alcohol -- there's rehab for that. If you're just stupid, you're on your own.
The Black Crayon. I love this story. It proves that science is not always as scientific as we think. Don't get me wrong, I still love science. There is a recorded case of a young school child who always drew with a black crayon. This began to concern the teacher. In turn, it interested behavioral scientists and a study was made. The child did not demonstrate any aggression, anger or angst -- still, black was the color of all the drawings. After subtle tests and hours of observation, there was no apparent answer. In a last ditch effort, the child was asked "Why black?" It was because when the box of crayons was passed around the room, the child was the last in line . . . by that time, the only crayons left were white and black. So . . .
Human behavior is a product involving the rotation of the spheres, family lineage, interpersonal relationships, balance and imbalance of chemicals and humours in the body. So many things can distort and be distorted by science, but mostly, it's by man. It's a lot like looking at clouds, you see what you want to see.
For all his deep thinking, even Sigmund Freud said, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
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