Post by Darkduskk on Jun 12, 2006 15:58:27 GMT -5
So here's the deal. It's counseling time for Sam. Sam goes in like a good girl, sits down and is willing to talk in order to get the load of bullshit over with.
"Sam? Do you have a problem?"
"Oh, I've got lots those. Which one ya wanna hear about?"
"Well, which one bothers you most?"
"Umm. The fact that my mother is still alive."
"Sam? Do you ever think about hurting someone?"
"Well, sure, doesn't everybody at least now and then think things like that?"
"I know I don't."
"You're a liar."
"Sam?"
"What..."
"Do you do drugs?"
"No. I'm not that stupid."
"A lot of very smart people have tried drugs."
"Lady, I haven't even tried alcohol."
"Not even a taste?"
"Not even a whiff."
"Very good! I'm so proud of you!"
"You don't even know me."
"That's not the point."
.............-silence-..........
"Sam?"
"Why do you always say my name before you ask me something?"
"To get your attention." -cheesy grin-
"Well, There's not exactly a hell of a lot to pay attention to besides you."
"I'm glad you think I'm that important, Sam!"
"I never said that."
"Sam?"
"WTF DO YOU WANT?"
"Do you ever think about suicide?"
"No. I think about homicide though."
"Oh really? Of who?"
"You."
"Sam. Get out of my office."
"With pleasure."
"Now!"
"Sure - oh, by the way -would you rather be burned or stabbed?"
"GET OUT"
-end transmission-
So that's how my first session went. Maybe you can tell I don't like the freaks at all. I have to find a new shrink soon so the court doesn't have a fit. Apparently I have to take some tranquilizer crap now too in order to be more compatable and easy to work with. Some fucking bitch wants to hypnotize me. I feel bad for that dumb shit if she hits a sensitive spot.
Why can't they just act like normal people? Why can't they act like the stranger in the subway who wears his hair funny? Why the hell do they have to be that fuckin' happy-go-luck son of a bitch who sticks his nose up your ass every cahnce he gets? Why is society so bent on scrutinizing and prejudice? Why - if someone acts differently- are they automatically dubbed insane, or 'not right'?
Is there a fine line between intelligence and insanity, or can they intermix and become the same at the most discrete moments? Medication, injections, pills and placebos - bahvior alterations and cranial surgery - why do we insist they're such helping remedies? Who determines the defualt and natural? Who sets the outlines by which we must all contort to?
To hell with those who claim false truths and nark out every poor bastard who tries to go their own way.
Animosity toward hypocrites and liars. Listen to your crack whore mother. She knows best.
'there is no evidence of misused intelligence' - No evidence? Your petty convictions are evidence enough.
Damnit all. I just wanna ....grr. Strangle something. Fuck the bastards.
- - -
K... I think I'm good now.
"Sam? Do you have a problem?"
"Oh, I've got lots those. Which one ya wanna hear about?"
"Well, which one bothers you most?"
"Umm. The fact that my mother is still alive."
"Sam? Do you ever think about hurting someone?"
"Well, sure, doesn't everybody at least now and then think things like that?"
"I know I don't."
"You're a liar."
"Sam?"
"What..."
"Do you do drugs?"
"No. I'm not that stupid."
"A lot of very smart people have tried drugs."
"Lady, I haven't even tried alcohol."
"Not even a taste?"
"Not even a whiff."
"Very good! I'm so proud of you!"
"You don't even know me."
"That's not the point."
.............-silence-..........
"Sam?"
"Why do you always say my name before you ask me something?"
"To get your attention." -cheesy grin-
"Well, There's not exactly a hell of a lot to pay attention to besides you."
"I'm glad you think I'm that important, Sam!"
"I never said that."
"Sam?"
"WTF DO YOU WANT?"
"Do you ever think about suicide?"
"No. I think about homicide though."
"Oh really? Of who?"
"You."
"Sam. Get out of my office."
"With pleasure."
"Now!"
"Sure - oh, by the way -would you rather be burned or stabbed?"
"GET OUT"
-end transmission-
So that's how my first session went. Maybe you can tell I don't like the freaks at all. I have to find a new shrink soon so the court doesn't have a fit. Apparently I have to take some tranquilizer crap now too in order to be more compatable and easy to work with. Some fucking bitch wants to hypnotize me. I feel bad for that dumb shit if she hits a sensitive spot.
Why can't they just act like normal people? Why can't they act like the stranger in the subway who wears his hair funny? Why the hell do they have to be that fuckin' happy-go-luck son of a bitch who sticks his nose up your ass every cahnce he gets? Why is society so bent on scrutinizing and prejudice? Why - if someone acts differently- are they automatically dubbed insane, or 'not right'?
Is there a fine line between intelligence and insanity, or can they intermix and become the same at the most discrete moments? Medication, injections, pills and placebos - bahvior alterations and cranial surgery - why do we insist they're such helping remedies? Who determines the defualt and natural? Who sets the outlines by which we must all contort to?
To hell with those who claim false truths and nark out every poor bastard who tries to go their own way.
Animosity toward hypocrites and liars. Listen to your crack whore mother. She knows best.
'there is no evidence of misused intelligence' - No evidence? Your petty convictions are evidence enough.
Damnit all. I just wanna ....grr. Strangle something. Fuck the bastards.
- - -
K... I think I'm good now.