Sometimes one reads a piece
of writing in a magazine that just jumps out at you. August 8, 2010 is one such day and the NY Times had a piece by one of their
contributing writers that really did that bit of “jumping” Probably not in the way she intended. I could be wrong.
Starting on a very personal
note---a while back I had some surgery (subdural brain hematoma) which I was never worried about as regarding
surgery because I was hoping, in a way, that if it were not successful I would
just not wake up. This had a lot to do
with my own psychological situation, seeing non-functioning people in the
Neuro-ICU, and, truly, without regard to the worry and upset
it would cause my grown off-spring.
They would get over it and my estate was still intact and, who knows,
what does the future hold anyway?.
That aside, we can segue
into Therapists, Therapy, and how this all connects.
It is better if the reader
has acquainted his or herself with the article but, suffice it to say that I
have been involved with the situations the writer speaks of. For many many years.
It may well be that the
writer and one of her references (Woody Allen) seem to find this a very
affordable adventure into, frankly, pure pandering by people who are interested
in money, self, aggrandizement, or a myriad of nonsensical motives that even
the eminent Dr. Freud would, by now, have realized what pure BS this all
was. Proper meds today do help, and ,
frankly, insights that a Therapist might have are from his/her subjective
history and amount to nothing but pure partial ----dare I say
it---Bullshit. I still do not know how
the excrement of Bulls came to mean that. But I do know that most of the advice
from the alleged experts is just that.
So, now let me surmise a few
things. The Therapist cares, The
Therapist is competent (and we agree that they can be that—a reach for
me). Yet, the “bottom line” enters into
this relationship with a patient so that, frankly, one has to say that
patient’s best interests are not that “bottom line”. The hourly fee is. The hourly fee is earned by the papers on
that wall that say this is a competent practitioner of the “art” (I won’t use
“science”) of Therapy.
Perhaps we might all agree
that there are truly ill ---call them deranged—people that are in need of
medication. Thankfully these things are
available today. What is also available
is the total waste of time and money in talking and dealing with self
aggrandizing people with many documents
on a wall that tell you how many Universities they have attended. Those wall hangings do not tell you that the
main interest is “the bottom line” .
Now, I admit, there are idealists.
But do let me single out some sub-specialties that I would be very wary of---Psychologists
and the Psychologist wanna-bes---MSWs.
There is a breed you had best stay away from Any dealings with them only reinforce their
own pretensions. If you check it
out you will find that many have earlier careers that led nowhere---from
interior decorating to alleged teaching to house painting. Now they feel qualified to teach life
lessons. I seems a lot cheaper and, perhaps, more helpful to talk with your painter, mechanic, or decorator---and mostly a good friend.
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