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Manhattan Psychiatrist Frederic Wertham, president of the Association for the Advancement of Psychotherapy, who likes Author Ward's psychic attitude, believes that The Snake Pit is "so good that you cannot read it in one sitting." Laymen, while appreciating the literary skill that illuminates the weird, narrow private life of the insane, may feel that The Snake Pit is just another morbid addition to the current boom in morbid pathological fiction...
...dairy partnership, but the enterprise soon failed. For the next nine or ten years he drifted around Canada and the U.S., losing what little money he had left. He slept in public parks, took up with raffish friends, read occult works, underwent what he later described as "mystical, psychic" experiences. For a time he tried gold mining in the Canadian backwoods, and discovered at least the atmosphere later used in Running Wolf and The Wendigo. In Manhattan he made eau-de-cologne, reported for the Sun and the Times, learned something of the "accumulated horror" of the lower East Side...
Major Needles made a survey of 200 NP cases. They were all seasoned field soldiers with records of serious emotional instability. All had been in a tough, 60-day stretch of fighting before they finally broke down with battle jitters. Hospitalization let some odd cats out of the. psychic bags: ¶ A private, a rifle company runner, was a Doubting Thomas. He doubted himself, his friends, his own judgment and abilities. Eventually he stopped caring what happened to him, and acted with exceptional bravery because he began to look on death as a pretty comfortable state...
Percy Bysshe Shelley has been beckoning from the abode where the Eternal are. His signals, picked up by a literary Ariel who signs herself: "Shirley Carson Jenney, Clairaudient Psychic," are transcribed in The Fortune of Eternity. The book, she says, ''has been transmitted wholly thro' clairaudient dictation...
...goings on in Thurber's deceptively casual cartoons range, from the neurasthenic to the pathological. But, like a psychic distorting mirror, they reflect reality-well-locked in the subconscious though it may be. Little boys bite little girls; men hear seals barking in the middle of the night; shapeless women spring into rooms crying, "I come from haunts of coot and hern." Doctors abandon restraint ("You're not my patient, you're my meat, Mrs. Quist...