BNot crazy? Have you been tested?
- c4There it is, again. The sound of a ship-based foghorn. I live close to the shore, and the ferries let me know that the visibility has dropped due to low clouds. And I like the sound.
“I am not crazy. My mother had me tested”. Best sentence from twelve seasons of situation comedy. Oh, you don’t recognize the quote? Sorry, but you must have been really off the grid, for all that time. Two hundred and eighty episodes; I haven’t watched them all (yet) but the inevitable access through syndication means that my exposure is just delayed.
Even if your bedtime goto book is a hardbound copy of DSM-5. You just can’t say that someone is crazy. You will need to conduct some tests. And we have lots of tests (and testers) waiting for you to lie back on the chaise. Come on. If you tell me you are unfamiliar with the (diagnostic) term Narcissist, I will counter that you’ve watched too much of Faux News. Similarly, if you don’t get shivers from the acrynyms ADHD or OCD, head on over to your local community college for an introduction to psycholoty. Disclaimer: I collected a certain, significant number of credits in that faculty, a long time ago. The terminology has probably evolved, but peope are still crazy. There, I’ve said it.
My own takeway from studies in the field is that having a full year of special studies in “Clinical Hypnosis” is great for chatting up a new acquaintance, until you suggest that they relax while you fiddle with your pocket watch. And pointing out the finer details on a Skinner Box won’t tame anyone or anything. Not even a pet rat.
