Word: freude
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...John Lennon's semiliterate Joycean pastiches. Flabby punjabs pass for wit ("Are you bluish? You don't look bluish"), and the boys' voyage is filled with stilted symbolism. In one scene, the quartet passes by the Sea of Phrenology, where huge heads of Moses, Cicero, Freud and Einstein loom; John recalls that a fellow named Ulysses also went on a journey. Ultimately, however, what is wrong with the film is the Beatles. They are not in it. Except for the songs and a final sequence in which they appear live in some drab sing-along footage, they...
...Freud agreed that the psychoanalytic idea that there are feminine and masculine qualities in both men and women was painful for his listeners to acknowledge, Mrs. Ellmann argues. The pain is still with us, as an interview with Donovan in a recent issue of the New York Times shows...
Most Americans are not even sure what they want the police to police. "We ask our officers to be a combination of Bat Masterson, Sherlock Holmes, Sigmund Freud, King Solomon, Hercules and Diogenes," says Rocky Pomerance, Miami Beach police chief. Indeed, the U.S. often seems lucky to have any cops at all. Plato envisaged the policeman's lofty forebear as the "guardian" of law and order and placed him near the very top of his ideal society, endowing him with special wisdom, strength and patience. The U.S. has put its guardians near the bottom. In most places...
...Like most of my generation, I have had to try to swallow Freud, Pavlov, Marx, and Pareto, as well as the more indigestible lumps which are not books, but experience...I think I have kept to the basic belief of my youth in the rightness--do I really wish to put it as righteousness?--of human reason. You may write me down as born in the eighteenth century and yet not too umcomfortable--not at any rate schizophrenic--in the mid-twentieth...
...from a speeding train. He was an undertaker by profession, and so she also associates him with punishment and death. Sometimes her involuntary memory plunges into the future, and she wishfully imagines that she is cramming sleeping pills into her mother's mouth. It all smacks of paperback Freud-and so it could have been...