Word: treatments
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Like many another company, Du Pont pays for the worker's diagnosis and early treatment in an outside alcoholism clinic. But how does the company spot the man who needs treatment? Answered Du Font's Alcoholism Advisor David Meharg, himself a member of Alcoholics Anonymous: "When a man-or woman-stops bragging about how much he can drink and begins sneaking and lying about it, that's when he is an alcoholic...
Only when the drinker refuses treatment or returns to steady elbow-bending is he fired. "An employer who frequently threatens termination, but does not follow through, furthers the alcoholic's continued drinking," Dr. D'Alonzo believes. "Sometimes this act [of firing] is the trigger that suddenly brings the alcoholic to his senses...
...might be a garden-club president. When Zeus, who favors the Trojans, remarks that Hera protects the Greeks as if they were her own bastards, she replies pertly: "Revered Son of Cronus, what a thing to say!" Cartoonist Ronald Searle's illustrations wittily support Graves's wry treatment of the Olympians. Whether or not Graves's Iliad will endure as a satire, it is certainly the most charming translation in English since Pope's, and may also be the best. At the end of his preface, Graves promises to pour a libation of red wine...
...TREATMENT MAN (325 pp.)-William Wiegand-McGraw-Hill...
Maximum Security. The story is told by two narrators, Joe Sharon, an alcoholic prison counselor, and Hastel Desai, a diabetic inmate. This method creates a bifocal picture of Southern State Penitentiary at Creighton and its chief inhabitants, the most important of whom is "the treatment man," an assistant warden and psychologist who is symbolically named Pryor. Also called the Messiah, he is a vaguely evangelical figure with a jade ring and an MG, who keeps most of the inmates under his Freudian thumb. As the story flickers between Convict Desai and Counselor Sharon, it is clear that there are flaws...