
If we say the script follows or matches a fairy tale, we risk invoking Procrustes. The therapist picks out a fairy tale prematurely, and then stretches the patient or cuts him down so that he will fit it. Procrustes is very much in all the behavioral sciences. The scientist has a theory, and then stretches, cuts down, or weighs the data to match it, something by overlooking hidden variables, sometimes by ignoring items by overlooking hidden variables, sometimes by ignoring items that do not fit, or even at times manipulating the data with flimsy excuses so that they will fit better. Procrustes is most active at clinical staff conferences, where there is no control match at all, so that the situation is wide open for speculations, bright ideas, orthodoxy, and authoritative pronouncements ex cathedra. In order to cut down on the casuistry and sophistry of such conferences, each one should include two cases with similar histories, preferably one without any apparent pathology along with that of the patient. It is amazing how closely the “case history” of many well-functioning, productive person can resemble the “case history” of a psychiatric patient. That is to say, for every schizophrenic with a certain kind of upbringing, there appears to be a non-schizophrenic with the same upbringing. It should be noted that most staff conferences are based on an unstated but ever-present assumption: “The patient is sick, and our job is to prove it and then find out why he is.” Staff meetings can become much more interesting by reversing this to read: “The patient is not sick, and our job is to prove that and then find out why he is not.” #RandolpHarris 1 of 19

However, some patients who have been presented give concrete and abundant evidence in their behavior of a serious maladjustment and one long duration. If ever, the diagnosis of psychopathic personality can seldom be made with confidence except on such a record. Many patients at some time in their lives steal, cheat, lie, forge checks, indulge in foolish or destructive conduct, behave regrettably while drinking, and engage in unfortunate or paradoxical pleasures of the flesh. It can hardly be denied that some of the most stable and admirable of people have, during the course of achieving maturity, done all these things and worse. One important point that distinguishes the psychopath is his failure to learn and adopt a better and more fulfilling pattern of life. Another and perhaps a more fundamental point, which will be elaborated subsequently, is that psychopaths give a strong impression of lacking the fundamental responses and emotional susceptibility which probably play a dominant part in helping other people avoid this type of maladjustment. It is, perhaps, worthwhile for us to consider now a patient whose record so far may not establish him beyond question with our group of those clinically disabled, but whose inmost reactions, in so far as one can judge them, strongly indicate that his disorder is the same and that his subsequent career will unmistakably place him. #RandolphHarris 2 of 19

Not long ago, his parents made an appointment for him by mail. They accompanied him from a thriving community in Southern Sacramento where for the last sixty years, the members of this family had been sober and respected citizens. There was a good deal of pride in these people, not a vain or pretentious self-esteem but a modest dignity that seemed to be cherished more as a responsibility than as an ornament. These parents were truly concerned about their son. A dozen or more letters and reports from school teachers, from the family physician, the rector of the church, the scoutmaster, a high school coach, et cetera, arrived before the patient. From this material came many facts and opinions. The patient’s remote antecedents had lived in or about San Jose, California in colonial times. They had never been famous for wealth or political influence, but in the Revolutionary War, as well as in the War Between the States, they had played a part which rooted them deeply in sectional traditions of distinction. In Sacramento, where this branch of the family moved almost twenty years before the present century, they had established a good name and a sound, unsnobbish sort of prominence. Unlike the fictional Southerners preoccupied with (frequently exaggerated) glories of the past, the Webers had continued to live primarily in the present and to live rather effectively. One school teacher who had done graduate work in psychology gave a good deal of consideration to this boy’s name, which was Aryan. #RandolphHarris 3 of 19

As she had pointed out, an Englishman can be called Percival, Jasper, Evelyn, or Vivian without much risk, but in the ordinary American community such a name might endanger a boy’s soul. This young man had been christened Aryan Heinrich Rainer Weber, probably not as an extravagant gesture toward the exotic or to past glories, but almost as a matter of course. Such given names had been customary among these descendants of early Charleston Hugenots, and the present generation felt nothing conspicuous in what to them was so familiar and commonplace. In these parents, speculation probably never arose about how a German name might sound to the fellows who played football in the vacant lot by the gas-house and “rabbitted” sissies with brick-bats. In agreement with his thoughtful teacher’s final conclusion, I am inclined to believe that this name, despite its potential dangers, caused the patient little difficulty. Even before he began school, he was always called Aryan. And his family conformed to this custom. After his parents had been interviewed separately and together, Aryan came into the office. He stood about six feet tall, held himself well, and appeared more mature than would be expected of a boy still eighteen. He at once impressed me as being enviably at ease. Though not extraordinary in its features, his face was pleasant, candid, and alert. As our conversation progressed, indications of excellent intelligence soon appeared, along with suggestions of a character forceful but not undesirably self-assertive or aggressive. #RandolphHarris 4 of 19

Ayran expressed disappointment about having had to withdraw from college and seemed remarkably frank in discussing the causes of his predicament. His story was the same incomprehensible story already heard from his parents and corroborated by the several detailed reports. A forged check had brought Aryan before the dean. He did not deny his guilt, but in a straightforward way, seemed ready to meet the consequences like a gentleman. The dean was puzzled, not that a young man might forge a check, but that it should be this particular man with his fine record, his appearance of sincerity, and his brave way of handling a situation presumably painful and embarrassing. Several points made this incident difficult to explain. The check had been cashed at a little tavern by the gates of the college, a place virtually integral with the campus where students were intimately known to the cashier and the waitresses. The owner of this place, a college-life character for generations, prided himself on calling the freshmen by name and on his closeness to the boys. It would have been easy for Aryan to cash such a check at dozens of places where his changes of escaping detection would have been vastly better. He had, it would seem, picked the place where his misdeed could most easily be traced to him. Furthermore, he had not chosen as victim someone unlikely to find him out, but the father of a girl he had been dating regularly during the seven months he had been at college. In forging the name, he had taken no great care to disguise his handwriting or to make a good imitation of the real signature. #RandolphHarris 5 of 19

There was difficulty in conceiving of a possible motive. With the dean, Aryan seemed thoroughly at ease. In a manly, well-controlled manner, he expressed his profound regret, his willingness to make restitution or to submit to any penalty. The check amounted to only $394.84 and could scarcely represent an urgent need or something deeply longed for. Aryan’s allowance, while not injudiciously large, was a little more than the average among his fellows. Despite his apparent frankness, he could give the dean no substantial reason for the self-damaging act by which he had neither gained nor hoped to gain anything of consequence. During a prolonged consideration of the affair, Aryan remained so calm, so free from ordinary signs of guile and excuse-making, that those in authority could not dismiss the possibility of some point that this boy might, through honor or chivalry, be concealing. No definite hypothesis of this sort could be devised, but the dean, despite such plain indication for drastic action, decided to temporize. Meanwhile, another forged check, this time for $170.34, showed up. This was drawn on the account of a lady in his hometown, an intimate friend of his mother’s. While judgment was pending, two more forged checks were discovered—for $170.34 and another for $259.46. Even now, the authorities found it difficult to regard this boy as an ordinary forger. He showed nothing in common with people who are placed in the category of the delinquent. Instead of being expelled, he was allowed to withdraw from college. He had made a good record during his seven months as a freshman and was popular with the students. Letters were contributed in his behalf by the high school principal at home, by his minister, a former Sunday School teacher, a scoutmaster, and even by the mayor of his hometown. All these expressed confidence in Aryan as “a splendid young man of high moral standards,” “a regular fellow,” “a fine Christian character,” “a well-behaved and clean-minded boy who deserves every consideration.” #RandolphHarris 6 of 19

During our numerous interviews, Aryan seemed to express himself freely. “I just don not know why I did it,” he said at first. At other times, he said he must have been impelled by desire for money. As the subject was returned to from day to day, his explanation varied. “It seems there was some sort of an impulse I cannot account for,” he once suggested. A few days later, it was, “I just did not think what I was doing.” No one familiar with the whole material of these interviews would have difficulty in seeing plainly that none of these reasons were very pertinent. Aryan admitted he had not even spent the money. He had no particular need and no special plans that might call for extra cash. His statement about some impulse is, of course, interesting; but the more Aryan discussed this, the more evident it became that he was not referring to anything like compulsive behavior in the ordinary psychiatric sense. Apparently, he fell upon this remark as upon his other ever-varying explanations in a vague effort to fill out verbally a framework of cause and effect which, as human beings, we all tend to manufacture when we cannot find it in actuality. There was no specific, breathtaking, and unbearable drive to do this irrational act, and no vivid fulfillment in its accomplishment. He had done it as a lazy man might swat a fly. Aryan was discovering real motives in himself but reaching at random for plausible or possible reasons that might have influenced some hypothetical person to do what he had done. It was rationalization in the purest sense, but not adequate enough to convince the patient himself. #RandolphHarris 7 of 19

Among dozens of other possible explanations, he mentioned that shortly before one of his forgeries, he had received a letter from one of his friends in San Jose mentioning the friend’s plan for a weekend trip to San Francisco. Aryan recalled a feeling of envy and suggested that he might, childishly, have felt that he, too, would like to have a sort of treat or adventure or break in the routine. By getting this extra money, he would, in a vague way, be keeping up with his friend, having a little lark, or indulging himself in a sort of reward or bonus. Or he might think up some way to spend the money that would constitute an equivalent to his friend’s weekend of pleasure. Under discussion, this, too, broke down as a factor of much pertinence. The envious thought of his friend’s trip had been brief and trivial. It has not preoccupied him or exerted strong or persistent emotional pressure as sometimes such apparently illogical and inadequate factors do exert in human behavior. And he had neither executed nor continued to plan any adventure in which the money might be used or wasted. The patient realized that all the impulses he mentioned were without strength to drive him into a dangerous or even a mildly unpleasant act. The more one talked with him, the more plain it became that he had realized how readily such forgeries could be detected and laid at his feet and that he had, before and during the act, been far from unaware (intellectually) that serious and undesirable consequences were likely to follow. There was no question of Aryan’s having been, in the ordinary sense, merely thoughtless or impulsive. He was not negligent in reason and foresight, but somehow, the obvious, and one would think inevitable, emotional response that would inhibit such an act did not play its part in his functioning. There had been no anxious brooding over consequences, no conscious struggle against temptation or overmastering impulse. The consequences occurred to him, but rather casually, and he did not worry about them even to the point of carefully estimating his chances of getting away with the forgeries undetected, or just what penalties he might face. He drifted along, responding to rather feeble impulses but without adequate consideration of consequences. #RandolphHarris 8 of 19

This boy, as he clearly pointed out, had no inclination to leave college. He had been remarkably free of homesickness and, in fact, happier, he said, than ever before in his life. He had chosen the college himself, largely on the basis of renown and social prestige. Though very much smaller, it was regarded by many as more or less equivalent to Harvard or Yale. He had won a scholarship awarded by a civic group in the town where he lived, on the basis of character and all-around qualities rather than on mere superiority in grades. He had no difficulty in passing examinations and obtaining admission at the college of his choice. In this discussion, several points of interest emerged. Until his last year in high school, he had planned to go to Stanford. There had never been, he admitted, any real interest in military life, and he frankly stated he had never intended to remain in the army after graduation. The idea of wearing an impressive uniform and the most superficial aspects of being a Stanford student seem to have been almost his sole motive. In explaining his change of mind, he frankly spoke of his desire to be among wealthy and socially prominent people and pointed out the particular advantages of the place he had chosen. If not all, such motives, of course, influence in a way most people. However, this young man seemed influenced to a degree truly remarkable. As the discussion progressed, it began to appear as if such values alone affected him. In the ordinary climber or snob, it is usual to find this sort of dominant attitude only under concealment that fools the subject if not the observer. With Aryan, there seemed to be no awareness that such aims should not be given primacy, and, indeed, exclusive sway, or that there was reason to pretend otherwise. #RandolphHarris 9 of 19

In further talk along this line, his fundamental attitude began to shape up into something much less simple than that of the ordinary opportunist or the vulgar schemer. Something distinctly and almost terrifyingly naïve emerged behind a readily volunteered and not very appealing life aim. It became clear that this was far from a truly dominant and persistent aim. Like momentary apparel, it had been donned, somewhat as revellers may try on for a moment to discard them. Aryan was not a shrewd opportunist intently set on pursuing a policy of material success with little regard to ethics or esthetics. Gladly, and in a deep sense innocently and sincerely, he accepted such a scheme and such evaluations. And these motivations probably influenced his conduct more often than any other conscious motivation. However, even here, there was no persistence of aim, no goal regularly beckoning, no substantial emotional force driving, even in a poor or perverse channel, toward fulfillment. Such values prompted Aryan, but their influence was more than that of transient recurrent whims than of human-sized connation. This bright and pleasant young man volunteered information about numerous acts in the past which had not been detected. He had occasionally stolen, usually articles of little value, from friends and from stores. No evidence of any distinct motive or any strong thrill of adventure could be brought out in connection with the petty thefts. He had also, with gracious and “between us as gentlemen” approached, put pressure on a number of this father’s friends to “lend” him small sums which he never thought of repaying. During the previous summer, he had, by complicated and ingenious schemes, secured sugar from an African American man who made whiskey illegally. #RandolphHarris 10 of 19

In this way, he obtained several hundred dollars, nearly all of which he squandered aimlessly and unexcitingly while on house parties with a group he liked to impress. Through this connection, he gained access to relatively large quantities of gasoline and, by careful planning and clever execution, made off with a few gallons at a time until he accumulated enough to bring substantial sums on the dark web. Though a member of the Honor Council in high school, he had never hesitated to cheat on examinations. He not only did this when he felt he might otherwise make a bad mark, but also routinely somewhat in the manner of a gentleman paying respect to the conventions. This practice had not been officially detected or become widely known among his classmates. Aryan did not bring out these facts painfully and with reluctance. It was not as though he were taking advantage of an opportunity to unburden himself by confession. Apparently, he had never been burdened. Nor did he show that boastful relish sometimes seen in people who seem proud and defiant about the delinquent acts they confess. In a gentlemanly way, he seemed to be discussing ordinary matters of a conventional life. He had repeatedly spoken of his remorse about the forgeries at college and spoken convincingly of his resolution never to make such mistakes in the future. In telling of his earlier delinquencies, which had never been discovered, he did not spontaneously bring out an opinion that this sort of behavior also should be avoided. When reasons for this were suggested, he readily agreed. There seemed, however, to be little shame or real regret and no effective intention that would last much beyond the moment of its utterance. #RandolphHarris 11 of 19

Though a considerable number of delinquencies and examples of very badly adapted conduct emerged as this patient was seen over a person of time, it is not these in themselves that so strongly suggest he shows this disorder is very difficult to convey, for it came out in attitudes disclosed as he talked about his emotional relations, his principles, his ambitions, and his ideals. By citing concrete acts or failures to act, it is easier to demonstrate such things than by commenting on what has been merely spoken, and what from this and the accompanying expressions, tones, et cetera, has been sensed or surmised. It may be worthwhile, however, to attempt a few points. This attractive and fine-looking young man had been going out with girls for several years. Apparently, they found his attentions welcome. Though he sometimes spent the evening alone with a girl, he still preferred double-dating or getting together with several couples. He had almost entirely escaped the shyness and unpleasant self-consciousness that trouble so many boys in their teens. He had never attempted sexual relations and seemed to have less than ordinary conscious inclination in this direction. No overt homosexual inclinations could be brought out in ordinary interviews or with the patient under Amytal or hypnosis. For over a year, Aryan had been going regularly with the daughter of a millionaire who had recently moved to Sacramento from the Middle West. Paris was only sixteen years old. Though not an only child, she had been born very late in her parents’ lives, and after her sister and two brothers were almost adults. The siblings had long ago married, leaving her to grow up as the center of her ageing parents’ concern and attention. This situation may account for the early overprotection and domination Paris experienced and for her tendency toward social withdrawal and her deep and painful insecurity. #RandolphHarris 12 of 19

Her parents, by now well into their golden years, set in their ways, and out of touch with Paris’s world, sense something wrong and set out on this disastrous course of pushing her, managing her, and trying by an irresistible tour de force to make her precipitately into a reigning belle. A few years earlier, her mother had nagged her day and night about overexerting herself, had insisted that she have breakfast in bed and not arise until 10.30 A.M. She had also insisted that she take tomato juice between meals (for vitamins) and milk (for calories). There had also been arguments about taking a nap every afternoon, swallowing numerous vitamin pills or unneeded laxatives, and carrying out all sorts of quickish health rituals which had attracted the mother. Now, this frustrated, frightened, and unprepared girl was pushed suddenly into equitation instructions, tennis every other afternoon, private lessons in Italian, elaborate parties with imported champagne. The mother took her to New York and arranged some rather artificial frolics at the Paradise Club and Somewhere Nowhere NYC. There were also yachting parties during which this sensitive girl tried valiantly to make conversation and carry out the motions of gaiety from Sacramento to San Jose. Paris seemed like a gun-shy yearling pointer and promptly developed nocturnal enuresis. (I have reliable, first-hand information on Paris’s situation in addition to what came through the present case.) The more difficulty she showed in handling herself, the more vigorously her mother pushed her, and the more she suffered and showed her terror. Most of the young men herded by the mother’s almost ferocious efforts and by all sorts of indirect bribery to these overdone parties made almost open fun of Paris. Her uneasiness and dutiful but brittle efforts to carry out a false role led them to speak of her as a “snob.” #RandolphHarris 13 of 19

This good and essentially normal girl, in the midst of constant mockery which she, unlike her mother, often detected, found herself attended by Aryan. He was without mockery. Nor did he, like some of the condescending youths drawn by parental largess, attempt lovelessly to feel her chest and to initiate her into the intimacies of a soul kiss. Aryan behaved “like a gentleman.” He was cordial, polite, and he treated her mother and father with a respect that seemed properly deferential in contrast with many in that brash, immature gang who came for the handout and the opportunity for mockery. He was more acceptable also than the snide older men inclined to show her attention. Among these, she encountered a few partial and cynical homosexuals who apparently enjoyed any travesty on what ought to be a normal coming together of girl and boy. Paris did not know which ones were the homosexuals, scarcely even that there was such a thing as homosexuality, but she sensed under their superficial politeness what seemed like subtle attitudes of defeatism, condescension, and only formality where it is natural to seek warmth. They gently mocked her taste in reading and in music and were politely supercilious about her clothes and about how she rode a horse. After them, it was almost a joy to be with Aryan. He was obviously intelligent, and lightly and unpretentiously he expressed principles of the highest, truest order. Too much a child still and too backward to seek a mature heterosexual role, too inexperienced to recognize of even to imagine what a genuine lover might offer or seek, Paris found Aryan the most acceptable companion available. Unacquainted with the feelings and attitudes of young men in normal love, or even with milder but real interests of this sort, she had no frame of reference in which to evaluate her chief suitor’s monumental inadequacy. She had, in fact, little means of perceiving it. #RandolphHarris 14 of 19

Aryan himself discussed his girl without the slightest awareness that he lacked any requisite of a romantic lover or of a satisfactory husband. Both of Paris’s parents encouraged his attentions. An impressive mahogany speedboat and a new Cadillac convertible were virtually put at his disposal. He found himself not quite the possessor of these and of many other luxuries but conspicuously in the center of them. It would not be difficult to imagine such a situation turning an ordinary boy’s head, confusing him with grandiose fancies, and, perhaps, initiating a career of delinquency. Perhaps such an explanation is correct, but I am not convinced. Aryan was not dazzled and swept off his feet. He was not, it would seem, particularly excited. He expressed a liking for Paris and her family, and showed evidence of being attracted by the outer appearance of things in this rather glittering world. There was no indication that wild passions for wealth had been aroused and a steady young man lured off toward false goals. Nothing seemed capable of arousing any real drive or passion in Aryan, much less a wild one. The pseudo-ideals about wealth and prestige, and the half-heated impulses of which he spoke, had exited long before he knew Paris. They were, however, at best tepid and unsteady aspirations, not strong or really purposeful drives, not constantly beckoning temptations deflecting natural aims. Aryan might let himself drift toward a fortune, and even, when caprice stimulated him, paddle a bit toward this goal of effigy of a goal, but he was not the sort of man to swim with frantic vigor toward either positive or negative shores. Fortune hunting might come nearer to arousing him than another aim, but even this did not challenge him to life and human purpose or bring to birth a long-range plan of action. Even in this direction, he found nothing to which he could commit himself in actual emotion. #RandolphHarris 15 of 19

True humility requires that we learn from Copernicus that the human world is not the purpose or the center of the universe; that we learn from Darwin that man is a member of the animal kingdom; and that we learn from Dr. Freud that the human ego is not even master in its own house. Apart from psychoanalysis, there are no secular or scientific theories as to why man is the restless and discontented animal. The discontented animal is the neurotic animal, the animal with desires given in his nature which are not satisfied by culture. From the psychoanalytical point of view, these unsatisfied and repressed but immortal desires sustain the historical process. History is shaped beyond our conscious wills, not by the cunning of Reason but by the cunning of Desire. The riddle of history is not Reason but in Desire; not in labor, but in love. A confrontation with Marx will clarify Dr. Freud. It is axiomatic in Marxism to define the essence of man as labor. Dr. Freud has no quarrel with the Marxist emphasis on the importance of the “economic factor” in history: he formally praises Marxism for “its clear insight into the determining influence which is exerted by the economic conditions of man upon his intellectual, ethical, and artistic reactions.” For Dr. Freud, work and economic necessity are the essence of the reality-principle: but the essence of man lies not in the reality-principle but in repressed unconscious desires. No matter how stringently economic necessities press down on him, he is not in his essence Homo economicus or Homo laborans; no matter how bitter the struggle for bread, man does not live by bread alone. #RandolphHarris 16 of 19

Thus, Dr. Freud becomes relevant when history raises this question: What does man want over and beyond “economic welfare” and “mastery over nature”? Marx defines the essence of man as labor and traces the dialectic of labor in history till labor abolishes itself. There is then a vacuum in the Marxist utopia, unless history is never abolished, unless labor continues to be, like Faust, driven to ever greater achievements; some other and truer definition of the essence of man must be found. Dr. Freud suggests that beyond labor, there is love. And if beyond labor, at the end of history, there is love, love must have always been there from the beginning of history, and it must have been the hidden force supplying the energy devoted to labor and to making history. From this point of view, repressed Eros is the energy of history and labor must be seen as sublimated Eros. In this way, a problem not faced by Marx can be faced with the aid of Dr. Freud. Marxism is a system of sociology; the importance of the “economic factor” is a sociological question to be settled by sociologists; Dr. Freud himself, speaking as a sociologist, can say that in imposing repression, “at bottom society’s motive is economic.” The quarrel between psychoanalysis and “economic determinism” arises in the tacit psychological assumptions behind economic determinism, and therefore arises only when we pass from sociology to psychology, from the abstraction of “society” to the concrete human individual. The issue is not the importance of economics but its psychology. Marx himself, though always complicated, is not free from the tacit assumption, held generally by economic determinists, that the concrete human needs and drives sustaining economic activity are just what they appear to be and are fully in consciousness: “self-preservation” and “pleasure,” as understood by the utilitarians, summarize the psychological theory implied by the ingenuous invocation of categories like “economic necessity” and “human needs.” #RandolphHarris 17 of 19

However, the proof that human needs are not what they seem to be lies precisely in the fact of human history. The Faustian restlessness of man in history shows that men are not satisfied by the satisfaction of their conscious desires; men are unconscious of their real desires. Thus, a psychology of history must be psychoanalytical. Insofar as Marx faced this question at all, lacking the concept of repressed unconscious desires, he could only come up with a psychology of history which condemns man to be eternally Faustian and precludes any possibility of happiness. Marx needs a psychological premise to explain the unceasing bent for technological progress sustaining the dialectic of labor in history. Lacking the doctrine of repression—or rather, not being able to see man as a psychological riddle—Marx, as a sympathetic critic has shown, turns to biology and postulates an absolute law of human biology that the satisfaction of human needs always generates new needs. If human discontent is this biologically given, it is incurable. Quite specifically, not only “the abolition of history” but also an “economy of abundance,” as envisioned in Marx’s utopian phase, are out of the question. Hence the dark clouds of pessimism in the third volume of Capital, where he says: “Just as the savage must wrestle with nature, in order to satisfy his wants, in order to maintain his life and to reproduce it, so the civilized man has to do it in all forms of society and under all modes of production. With his development the realm of natural necessity expands, because his wants increase; but at the same time, the forces of production increase, by which these wants are satisfied.” #RandolphHarris 18 of 19

However, Marx’s assumption of a biological basis for “progress” in history really amounts to a confession that he is unable to explain it psychologically. Psychoanalysis can provide a theory of “progress,” but only by viewing history as a neurosis. By defining man as the neurotic animal, psychoanalysis not merely assumes man’s Faustian character but also explains why man is so. To quote Dr. Freud: “What appears…as an untiring impulsion toward further perfection can easily be understood as a result of the instinctual repression upon which is based all that is most precious in human civilization. The repressed instinct never ceases to strive for complete satisfaction, which would consist in the repetition of a primary experience of satisfaction. No substitutive or reactive formations and no sublimations will suffice to remove the repressed instinct’s persisting tension.” By the same token, psychoanalysis offers a theoretical framework for exploring the possibility of a way out of the nightmare of endless “progress” and endless Faustian discontent, a way out of the human neurosis, a way out of history. In the case of the neurotic individual, the goal of psychoanalytical therapy is to free him from the burden which compels him to go on having (and being) a case history. And the method of psychoanalytical therapy is to deepen the historical consciousness of the individual (“fill up the memory-gaps”) till he awakens from his own history as from a nightmare. Psychoanalytical consciousness, as a higher stage in the general consciousness of mankind, may be likewise the fulfillment of the historical consciousness, that ever-widening and deepening search for origins which has obsessed Western thought ever since the Renaissance. If historical consciousness is finally transformed into psychoanalytical consciousness, the grip of the dead hand of the past on life in the present would be loosened, and man would be ready to live instead of making history, to enjoy instead of paying back old scores and debts, and to enter that state of Being which was the goal of his Becoming. #RandolphHarris 19 of 19


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