Word: freuds
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...started out studying French philosophy (and working as a live-in housekeeper) in Paris. Her early writings focused on how people used psychoanalytic concepts to forge their identities. But when she arrived at M.I.T. to teach, she found herself in a world in which people turned to computers, not Freud, as personal reference points...
...later years, when his genius had pried him from anonymity, Guinness played all manner of historical celebrities, from Marcus Aurelius to Pope Innocent III, Hitler to Freud. By then, his eminence had become a cloak that he wore with cool majesty. It was like his "mischievous dolphin smile that spreads and flits away" (John le Carre's words). That smile was tight, wary and tinged with a seer's sadness; it invited affection but repelled intimacy. Emerging from a Guinness film, spectators wondered, "Who was that unmasked...
Contrary to the old Whodini song, the freaks do not come out at night. They come out during fashion week in Paris. Dior designer JOHN GALLIANO, whose last couture line was inspired by homelessness, this time claimed the correspondence of Sigmund Freud sparked his desire to make clothes that a child might see while looking through the keyhole of his mother's boudoir. (Presumably Mrs. G. was not a T.J. Maxx shopper.) The show was staged as a mock wedding, with cross-bearing mandarins and gorilla women strolling down the runway to a sound track of orgasmic moans...
Childhood innocence doesn't crop up much these days in serious fiction. Perhaps Freud is to blame, or maybe William Golding, whose Lord of the Flies dramatized the pre-Romantic notion that young folks deprived of civilization will naturally turn into savages. Even children's books now tend to shun wide-eyed wonder and to feature instead little sophisticates dealing knowingly with various forms of family dysfunction...
...supposed to be a disembodied part of a woman, but it was more like part of a really expensive Halloween outfit to which someone had haphazardly taped a lock of Dweezil Zappa's hair. It felt like wet latex, smelled like wet latex and looked like something Sigmund Freud might have used to make a very twisted point. I figured it was designed for men without hands...