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When you get to that sort of error, you are nearing a psychological abyss. It was Freud who first removed the element of accident from language with his explanation of "slips," but lately others have extended his theories. Psychiatrist Richard Yazmajian, for example, suggests that there are some incorrect words that exist in associative chains with the correct ones for which they are substituted, implying a kind of "dream pair" of elements in the speaker's psyche. The nun who poured tea for the Irish bishop and asked, "How many lords, my lump?" might therefore have been asking...
...another front, Psychoanalyst Ludwig Eidelberg made Freud's work seem childishly simple when he suggested that a slip of the tongue involves the entire network of id, ego and superego. He offers the case of the young man who entered a restaurant with his girlfriend and ordered a room instead of a table. You probably think that you understand that error. But just listen to Eidelberg: "All the wishes connected with the word 'room' represented a countercathexis mobilized as a defense. The word 'table' had to be omitted, because it would have been used...
...most often requested subject is Sigmund Freud. "He outsells Jesus," says Bettmann. He makes the remark with some distaste, since he holds psychology responsible for what he considers the deplorable contemporary cult of personality. "Photography today is all closeups," he notes. "All surfaces. Look at Mathew Brady's work. It had a lovely murkiness, style, flavor. He captured souls...
...country, which cannot be approached or explored. Most of the dead were poor and illiterate. But every single one of them had dreamed dreams, seen visions and had amazing experiences, even the babes in arms (perhaps especially the babes in arms)... If a Sigmund Freud had been listening and taking notes from the time of Adam, he would still not fully have explored even a single group, even a single person...
Except that, in this novel, they do not end. In the final chapter, Lisa and her stepson arrive at a place that might be Palestine. Refugees are streaming in, including friends whom Lisa thought dead. Oddly, Freud, who died in 1939, is there too, as is her mother, who perished in a hotel fire decades earlier. The two women walk and talk calmly about the mother's infidelities and the daughter's response, so many years ago. Their milk flows. They are happy, beyond pleasure and pain...