Made in the USA !!!

Many times in the past I have managed to identify and tag the various exploits of our "fellow", the all-mighty american system. The one that has got me going on and on and on for more than 6 years now is the trick with psychologists. Mind you, not psychiatrists, psychologists. Huge difference. And not all psychologists. I do not include the great people that love children or adults with mental disabilities or special needs - they are truly admirable and should be treated with the utter most respect. I am focusing on those idiots that think that just because they read twenty books with theories stated 50 and 60 years ago and even further back, from great minds that nonetheless lived, studied, and grew up in societies alien to today's set up, they can analyze and explain anything. And when they wash-out, they do not accept their failure, but rather they try to persuade themselves that it was not their fault, the subject was negative!!!

In my studies I conducted two experiments with those people - psychologists in general. I participated in four of their main courses required for their degree, and took four extra just to know better what I am talking about. Since this happened 5 years ago however, and since I do not practice constantly the knowledge accumulated from that period, I will describe what happened when I participated in to some of their researches. There was a certain girl back then whom I was quite fond of, and she did a major in psychology. She asked me then if I would be willing to be her patient, in sessions observed by her senior-project instructor, in order for her to get a degree. This happened before I take any courses, this was the cause... She was supposed to psychoanalyse me, and determine if I was a thrill-seeker, self-destructive, and an adrenaline junkie. Also, she was supposed to prove that I am a sociopath by choice, and not by an upbringing mistake of my parents or a sever hit from society. All these I was not supposed to understand, and I assure you that I didn't know either. In the first couple of sessions, I was asked to describe my activities and justify them!!! As if it would ever be possible to explain to anybody how it feels to fall from a cage suspended 50m above the ground by a telescopic crane attached to an elastic cord. It is an experience that is unique to anyone who will try it... So I stated that. I was then told that I was escaping the question and thus I was trying to avoid an honest answer. So I traded with her, and her professor... I would try to answer all their questions, with the exchange that anything I have done, they would have to try it. Needless to say that this was rejected immediately. As the sessions continued, they established that I was an adrenaline-junky, and a self-destructive individual (something that a blind man can tell about me, just by smelling me!!!), and the interest was so high, that the instructor, along with the psychology club in unison participated in all the sessions. I was getting bored. They were getting nowhere, and instead of realizing this, they tried to persuade me that it was my fault. That I was too defensive to them, that I did not allow them to explore me!!!

What the fuck?!?! What was I supposed to do? Drop my pants and get fucked so that they could prove a point that was not there? So that their precious Freud could be proven right? That after all, I did everything because I wanted to fuck my mom? Or the notorious Lacan theorem, that I rejected society simply because I wanted to be different and I couldn't find any other way?

In the long run I realized that it was a simple game, constructed only for the americans, and no other nation in the world. Psychologists are useless when you have a friend, or a familly. All they do is listen to you, charge you for it, and throw a piece of advice in the end. The worse part is that what they say you can always get from a friend, and hell all you got to do is buy him a beer, or not even!