Archivos mensuales: agosto 2013

Words of Comfort to Be Scratched on a Mirror

Helen of Troy had a wandering glance; Sappho’s restriction was only the sky; Ninon was ever the chatter of France; But oh, what a good girl am I! Dorothy Parker, The Collected Dorothy Parker

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes […]

Shouldn’t be what’s wrong with you but rather what’s happened to you…

I worked in mental health services, I spoke at conferences, I published book chapters and academic articles, and I argued, and continue to do so, the relevance of the following concept: that an important question in psychiatry shouldn’t be what’s wrong with you but rather what’s happened to you. And all the while, I listened […]

Squalor Victoria

You’re zoning out, zoning out, zoning out, zoning out This isn’t working, you, my middlebrow fuck up

Daniel Kahneman: The riddle of experience vs. memory