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Insert a Trite Metaphor for a Corral #108

Posted on July 31, 2011 in Roundup

Money, pardon the expression, is like manure. It’s not worth a thing unless it’s spread around, encouraging young things to grow. — Hello Dolly

square766Letters from the front. I’m reminded of the letters and diary entries that survive from the Civil War. News of distant battles took time to reach people in the north. As the bad news — and the good news — filtered in, people would express their despair and their faith in the righteousness of the Cause of Union and freedom for the slaves.

When I look at Twitter or Facebook or Google+, I see that we’re still distant from the great battles that beset our nation. The media that covers it can at best be described as untrustworthy: who really knew the details of the president’s plan from watching Fox or even CNN? What can you say when the media announces that Reid’s plan is in trouble because 41 Republicans voted against it (but it still got 57 votes from a mix of Democrats and Republicans, meaning that it would have passed if the GOP hadn’t filibustered)?

Yet despite these distortions, some journalists get what is happening. They don’t reduce the issues to a sound byte. They explain. It is these that I seek out here. They come from all kinds of places. I avoid the panicky progressive and the cynical tea party minion. I strive to find what is accurate and provocative. That people are learning not to trust the news is a hopeful sign to me.

Then there was the tweet from a Democratic congressman that I saw yesterday. He described the silence that descended on the floor of the House after the squeaker win for Boehner’s poisoned deficit proposal. “#eerie” is how he tagged it. I am glad for him. I am glad for the others who go to demonstrations or Congress or write about the trials of their neighbors or their own sufferings. It means that the letters from the front with the facts are reaching us.

Dream

Posted on July 27, 2011 in Dreams

I’m riding a bike along a winding mountain road when I round a bend and find an accident.

Insert a Trite Metaphor for a Corral #107

Posted on July 24, 2011 in Roundup

Your representative is not beholden to you as much as s/he is beholden to the people who bought the seat for her/him.

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The First Refuge of Scoundrels

Posted on July 23, 2011 in Stigma Terrorism Violence

“Madman” is right-wing political correctness for white male terrorist.

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I’m Picking on Batman, Again

Posted on July 21, 2011 in Stigma

square762I’ve gotten in trouble for this before — taken to task not only in the comments section of this blog, but also on Twitter. But what needs to be said needs to be said. Batman is teaching people awful things about mental illness, things that are not true. Take The Joker for instance. How many times have Gotham City authorities thrown him into the Arkham Asylum? Does he really belong there? Psychiatrist H. Eric Bender M.D. thinks not:

“Someone who is ‘psychotic’ is experiencing symptoms of psychosis, a mental disorder, which can include auditory hallucinations, such as hearing voices; visual hallucinations, where they see objects that are not truly there; or have delusional thoughts, despite evidence to show that such beliefs are incorrect — such as believing that one’s movements are being tracked by deep space satellites — or disorganized behavior,” Bender said. “In the vast majority of depictions, the Joker is not experiencing such symptoms; rather, the Joker has shown symptoms of psychopathy.”

Bender says psychopathy is a personality construct and not a diagnosis of a mental disorder.

“Psychopathy reflects interpersonal characteristics and behavior that are often rooted in a lack of empathy,” Bender said. “In the comics, television shows, and films, the Joker is much more akin to a psychopath and is not psychotic ((More here)) .”

What our comics and what our cinema say about mental illness transfers to the minds of people who are too lazy to pick up a genuine work about abnormal psychiatry. These same people vote and the representatives they choose make decisions that affect my life. So it behooves me to be aware of what comic books promulgate and to challenge their errors wherever possible.

Art is not above criticism for its values. It is not to be ignored when it suggests bad policy. To go by Batman, you would think that most criminals of the like of The Joker trick the system into putting them into mental institutions. Nothing is farther from the truth. As the same article notes, only 1% of all criminal cases center around legal insanity pleas and, of those, only 20% actually succeed. So we’re not in danger of giving the criminal masterminds of this world an easy ride.

What is actually happening is that many of our mentally ill end up in prisons where they are victimized by the real sociopaths. We have closed down our asylums ((Remember that word means “place of refuge” — except as run in the past, it often was not.)) and thrown the psychotic out onto the streets. To get treatment where community mental health centers have not appeared as promised, some of these have resorted to petty crimes. In jails, they get the meds they need to function, but they also get beat up and raped.

When this happens on the outside, people who might otherwise have helped turn their back because they have learned to equate the mentally ill with serial killers or other violent denizens of the demimonde. Some go past indifference to outright hostility: they beat those who are sick. And when it comes to the community, there are those psychopaths who have risen to places of power. Their lack of empathy results in policies that prevent the mentally ill from getting the treatment they should have for their sake and the sake of the economy.

I hope that when the new series starts coming out in September, Batman will become a new kind of Caped Crusader, one who knows the difference between the psychopath and the psychotic. As one of the latter, I am tired of getting the blame for crimes I don’t commit, much less imagine.

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Bachmann’s Migraines: New swing on stigma

Posted on July 19, 2011 in Accountability Campaign 2012 Neurology Stigma

If John F. Kennedy could get us through the Cuban Missile Crisis with the threat of migraines hanging over him, this issue should be dead, cremated, shot into space, and buried in a black hole.

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Dream

Posted on July 19, 2011 in Dreams

This dream occurred several days ago. Sorry for the delay.

square760I’m at a pet store, maybe with Lynn. I have several aquariums at home which I’ve left to deteriorate. I’ve come to get new fish and trade in some of the ones that I have. Several deals transpire. I arrange most of my fish into clean tanks. I have one large tank left filled with angel fish, sharks, and gold fish shaped like puffers. The store owner shows me his reptiles. He produces one snake that has irregular, flat lead crystals sticking out from its body at right angles. It has a pair of feet just behind the head. He sets it down on the floor. Immediately, it snatches a twelve-inch long gold dust gecko from a tropical rain forest display and swallows it. I go out the back to look at the goats. My job is going to be to take care of them. They have mangy hair. Some are missing eyes.

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Insert a Trite Metaphor for a Corral #106

Posted on July 17, 2011 in Roundup

The Tea Party and the regressive progressives share a common goal: to eliminate the middle.

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Bemusement Parks and Drama Queens

Posted on July 11, 2011 in Anxiety Micro-blogging Reflections

square758 Twitter has been delivering me to a state not unlike a dead whale on the beach, roasting in the sun. This is my own fault. I “have” to keep checking it to see what the news is. Then I get into arguments about just what the role of the president of the United States is supposed to be. He’s not a dictator, I point out. He doesn’t get to write the laws and he doesn’t instruct Congress on how to vote. But they keep coming around with the same old arguments and imply that I am delusional, that I don’t understand the real nature of power in this country.

It’s become a bemusement park, full of drama queens, and I am the first up to put on the rouge and the cheap blond curls, screaming my politics like a shrill aria. At this historic impasse in American history, I find myself trembling on the inside with rage at accounts without faces. What disturbs me is that I feel I might be the only one wondering if the emotion is getting out of control. While I have my supporters (the numbers are on the increase), I’ve devoted too much time to combating the cynicism and the myths being spewed by the ignorant and the tools.

I give people advice — like don’t pay any attention to the tools. Concentrate on the good people. Stick to message. But my Seesmic windows remain cluttered by the rants and retorts of people who just can’t let go of their stalkers ((I just messaged one friend about a fellow who keeps coming back at her with new accounts: “He’s what we call a Troll. His purpose is to make you waste time and energy so you don’t get your message out.” I’m an old hand at this.)) .

Of course, my therapist says I should just walk away from Twitter. Maybe I should just let people have the world they seem to want so badly. I’m not into secret agent games. I know that my life is pretty pointless and unimportant. No number of chat victories will make me vital to the intellectual life of the nation.

But between me and sanity is the Door. Closing the portal on the other side means divorcing myself from other minds who share my interests and concerns. So what have I to gain?

Right now, I’d just like to spend more time with people who don’t need makeup and wigs.

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Insert a Trite Metaphor for a Corral #105

Posted on July 10, 2011 in Roundup

Who says that the GOP doesn’t tolerate dissent?

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The Talent of Depression

Posted on July 9, 2011 in Depression

square756I’m surrounded by people who tell me that everyone has a talent. Years of aptitude testing followed by generous explorations into various careers and skills have led me to the conclusion that my special genius is for being depressed about 10% to 90% of the day, depending on whether I have taken my medications, exercised, and beaten myself up. I know the slough with all its sinks and murky places well. The leeches who live here find their way into every crevice, drawing not happiness but energy from me. I seek relief by reading, walking the dog, or tweeting. Sustained effort is required to pound the quivering mudflats into stillness. Every now and then, when I believe that I have bested it, an gray egret pierces me in my sleep and I wake to despond.

I tell you. It’s a gift.

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An open letter to Ed Schultz

Posted on July 7, 2011 in Accountability Civic Responsibility Class

We would not be in this place if it hadn’t been for you telling people to stay home in 2010.

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