farrago

So I'm imagining myself sitting on the patio of my favorite Starbucks. Some
people join me because all the tables are full. A conversation starts, and I
present my theory about society farting itself away and nothing having any
meaning.

One of my tablemates, a doctor, starts to argue some banal stupidity about
how medicine is God. As I hold firm she asks me, if nothing matters, why I
don't commit suicide.

So I smirk and say: "Are you inciting suicide, doctor?"

Another person at the table goes: "I don't think she was inciting suicide."

I reply: "The way to deal with these banal social supremacists is to hoist
them by their own petard." And I laugh.

Her eyes narrow in anger. "Are you suicidal?" she goes.

"No," I say, which is the truth.

"Well, I say you're suicidal, and I'm having you committed."

So she pulls out her cellphone and calls an ambulance. When the paramedics
arrive with sirens blaring, they see me quietly sitting there drinking my
coffee and are confused. Before they can approach me she leads them away and
tells them she's a doctor and they shouldn't approach me because I'm
dangerous. She gives them some bullshit line about how I'd threatened the
people at the table and how I'd threatened to kill myself on the spot.
Which, if you'll recall the events of this farrago, I had not.

So I get packed off to the nuthouse, where she is frustrated that I am
unresponsive to her banal self-congratulatory blandishments and that I keep
describing myself as a political prisoner. Eventually she has me injected
full of thorazine, and, when that doesn't work, has me subjected to
electroshock therapy.

When she retires several decades later I'm released to a group home, where I
vegetate my time away mindlessly and die of old age. At some point either
before or after that she also dies of old age.

Just as a sample of the kind of thing that my mind gets assaulted with.
Strangely enough, I'm experiencing only the mildest torment from this one.
It confirms my theory that a schizophrenic can't help being tormented by
his/her mental events no matter how firmly the truth of things is planted in
his/her head.

I'd say the doctor's behavior as I've described it is pretty true to life,
tho, especially for a woman doctor. What do you think?

Emale

"Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
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> So I'm imagining myself sitting on the patio of my favorite Starbucks.
> Some people join me because all the tables are full. A conversation
> starts, and I present my theory about society farting itself away and
> nothing having any meaning.
>
> One of my tablemates, a doctor, starts to argue some banal stupidity about
> how medicine is God. As I hold firm she asks me, if nothing matters, why I
> don't commit suicide.
>
> So I smirk and say: "Are you inciting suicide, doctor?"
>
> Another person at the table goes: "I don't think she was inciting
> suicide."
>
> I reply: "The way to deal with these banal social supremacists is to hoist
> them by their own petard." And I laugh.
>
> Her eyes narrow in anger. "Are you suicidal?" she goes.
>
> "No," I say, which is the truth.
>
> "Well, I say you're suicidal, and I'm having you committed."
>
> So she pulls out her cellphone and calls an ambulance. When the paramedics
> arrive with sirens blaring, they see me quietly sitting there drinking my
> coffee and are confused. Before they can approach me she leads them away
> and tells them she's a doctor and they shouldn't approach me because I'm
> dangerous. She gives them some bullshit line about how I'd threatened the
> people at the table and how I'd threatened to kill myself on the spot.
> Which, if you'll recall the events of this farrago, I had not.
>
> So I get packed off to the nuthouse, where she is frustrated that I am
> unresponsive to her banal self-congratulatory blandishments and that I
> keep describing myself as a political prisoner. Eventually she has me
> injected full of thorazine, and, when that doesn't work, has me subjected
> to electroshock therapy.
>
> When she retires several decades later I'm released to a group home, where
> I vegetate my time away mindlessly and die of old age. At some point
> either before or after that she also dies of old age.
>
> Just as a sample of the kind of thing that my mind gets assaulted with.
> Strangely enough, I'm experiencing only the mildest torment from this one.
> It confirms my theory that a schizophrenic can't help being tormented by
> his/her mental events no matter how firmly the truth of things is planted
> in his/her head.
>
> I'd say the doctor's behavior as I've described it is pretty true to life,
> tho, especially for a woman doctor. What do you think?
>
> Emale



I´m a woman and a doctor, so: "Kill yourself, kill yourself, why don´t you
kill yourself, end it all just kill yourself nooooooow." ( Quote by
Srormtroopers Of Death aka S.O.D.) See Miki, i also can be stupid.

"rainbowguardian" <robert_smrdelj@gmx.de> wrote in message
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>
> "Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
> news:LHy3k.56662$dq6.24666@en-nntp-09.dc1.easynews.com...
>> So I'm imagining myself sitting on the patio of my favorite Starbucks.
>> Some people join me because all the tables are full. A conversation
>> starts, and I present my theory about society farting itself away and
>> nothing having any meaning.
>>
>> One of my tablemates, a doctor, starts to argue some banal stupidity
>> about how medicine is God. As I hold firm she asks me, if nothing
>> matters, why I don't commit suicide.
>>
>> So I smirk and say: "Are you inciting suicide, doctor?"
>>
>> Another person at the table goes: "I don't think she was inciting
>> suicide."
>>
>> I reply: "The way to deal with these banal social supremacists is to
>> hoist them by their own petard." And I laugh.
>>
>> Her eyes narrow in anger. "Are you suicidal?" she goes.
>>
>> "No," I say, which is the truth.
>>
>> "Well, I say you're suicidal, and I'm having you committed."
>>
>> So she pulls out her cellphone and calls an ambulance. When the
>> paramedics arrive with sirens blaring, they see me quietly sitting there
>> drinking my coffee and are confused. Before they can approach me she
>> leads them away and tells them she's a doctor and they shouldn't approach
>> me because I'm dangerous. She gives them some bullshit line about how I'd
>> threatened the people at the table and how I'd threatened to kill myself
>> on the spot. Which, if you'll recall the events of this farrago, I had
>> not.
>>
>> So I get packed off to the nuthouse, where she is frustrated that I am
>> unresponsive to her banal self-congratulatory blandishments and that I
>> keep describing myself as a political prisoner. Eventually she has me
>> injected full of thorazine, and, when that doesn't work, has me subjected
>> to electroshock therapy.
>>
>> When she retires several decades later I'm released to a group home,
>> where I vegetate my time away mindlessly and die of old age. At some
>> point either before or after that she also dies of old age.
>>
>> Just as a sample of the kind of thing that my mind gets assaulted with.
>> Strangely enough, I'm experiencing only the mildest torment from this
>> one. It confirms my theory that a schizophrenic can't help being
>> tormented by his/her mental events no matter how firmly the truth of
>> things is planted in his/her head.
>>
>> I'd say the doctor's behavior as I've described it is pretty true to
>> life, tho, especially for a woman doctor. What do you think?
>>
>> Emale
>
>
>
> I´m a woman and a doctor

No, you're not.

Emale

"Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
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>
> "rainbowguardian" <robert_smrdelj@gmx.de> wrote in message
> news:6b8b11F391o0mU1@mid.individual.net...
>>
>> "Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
>> news:LHy3k.56662$dq6.24666@en-nntp-09.dc1.easynews.com...
>>> So I'm imagining myself sitting on the patio of my favorite Starbucks.
>>> Some people join me because all the tables are full. A conversation
>>> starts, and I present my theory about society farting itself away and
>>> nothing having any meaning.
>>>
>>> One of my tablemates, a doctor, starts to argue some banal stupidity
>>> about how medicine is God. As I hold firm she asks me, if nothing
>>> matters, why I don't commit suicide.
>>>
>>> So I smirk and say: "Are you inciting suicide, doctor?"
>>>
>>> Another person at the table goes: "I don't think she was inciting
>>> suicide."
>>>
>>> I reply: "The way to deal with these banal social supremacists is to
>>> hoist them by their own petard." And I laugh.
>>>
>>> Her eyes narrow in anger. "Are you suicidal?" she goes.
>>>
>>> "No," I say, which is the truth.
>>>
>>> "Well, I say you're suicidal, and I'm having you committed."
>>>
>>> So she pulls out her cellphone and calls an ambulance. When the
>>> paramedics arrive with sirens blaring, they see me quietly sitting there
>>> drinking my coffee and are confused. Before they can approach me she
>>> leads them away and tells them she's a doctor and they shouldn't
>>> approach me because I'm dangerous. She gives them some bullshit line
>>> about how I'd threatened the people at the table and how I'd threatened
>>> to kill myself on the spot. Which, if you'll recall the events of this
>>> farrago, I had not.
>>>
>>> So I get packed off to the nuthouse, where she is frustrated that I am
>>> unresponsive to her banal self-congratulatory blandishments and that I
>>> keep describing myself as a political prisoner. Eventually she has me
>>> injected full of thorazine, and, when that doesn't work, has me
>>> subjected to electroshock therapy.
>>>
>>> When she retires several decades later I'm released to a group home,
>>> where I vegetate my time away mindlessly and die of old age. At some
>>> point either before or after that she also dies of old age.
>>>
>>> Just as a sample of the kind of thing that my mind gets assaulted with.
>>> Strangely enough, I'm experiencing only the mildest torment from this
>>> one. It confirms my theory that a schizophrenic can't help being
>>> tormented by his/her mental events no matter how firmly the truth of
>>> things is planted in his/her head.
>>>
>>> I'd say the doctor's behavior as I've described it is pretty true to
>>> life, tho, especially for a woman doctor. What do you think?
>>>
>>> Emale
>>
>>
>>
>> I´m a woman and a doctor
>
> No, you're not.
>
> Emale
>

How do you know?

"rainbowguardian" <robert_smrdelj@gmx.de> wrote in message
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>
> "Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
> news:NSC3k.136937$pm2.39894@en-nntp-04.dc1.easynews.com...
>>
>> "rainbowguardian" <robert_smrdelj@gmx.de> wrote in message
>> news:6b8b11F391o0mU1@mid.individual.net...
>>>
>>> "Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
>>> news:LHy3k.56662$dq6.24666@en-nntp-09.dc1.easynews.com...
>>>> So I'm imagining myself sitting on the patio of my favorite Starbucks.
>>>> Some people join me because all the tables are full. A conversation
>>>> starts, and I present my theory about society farting itself away and
>>>> nothing having any meaning.
>>>>
>>>> One of my tablemates, a doctor, starts to argue some banal stupidity
>>>> about how medicine is God. As I hold firm she asks me, if nothing
>>>> matters, why I don't commit suicide.
>>>>
>>>> So I smirk and say: "Are you inciting suicide, doctor?"
>>>>
>>>> Another person at the table goes: "I don't think she was inciting
>>>> suicide."
>>>>
>>>> I reply: "The way to deal with these banal social supremacists is to
>>>> hoist them by their own petard." And I laugh.
>>>>
>>>> Her eyes narrow in anger. "Are you suicidal?" she goes.
>>>>
>>>> "No," I say, which is the truth.
>>>>
>>>> "Well, I say you're suicidal, and I'm having you committed."
>>>>
>>>> So she pulls out her cellphone and calls an ambulance. When the
>>>> paramedics arrive with sirens blaring, they see me quietly sitting
>>>> there drinking my coffee and are confused. Before they can approach me
>>>> she leads them away and tells them she's a doctor and they shouldn't
>>>> approach me because I'm dangerous. She gives them some bullshit line
>>>> about how I'd threatened the people at the table and how I'd threatened
>>>> to kill myself on the spot. Which, if you'll recall the events of this
>>>> farrago, I had not.
>>>>
>>>> So I get packed off to the nuthouse, where she is frustrated that I am
>>>> unresponsive to her banal self-congratulatory blandishments and that I
>>>> keep describing myself as a political prisoner. Eventually she has me
>>>> injected full of thorazine, and, when that doesn't work, has me
>>>> subjected to electroshock therapy.
>>>>
>>>> When she retires several decades later I'm released to a group home,
>>>> where I vegetate my time away mindlessly and die of old age. At some
>>>> point either before or after that she also dies of old age.
>>>>
>>>> Just as a sample of the kind of thing that my mind gets assaulted with.
>>>> Strangely enough, I'm experiencing only the mildest torment from this
>>>> one. It confirms my theory that a schizophrenic can't help being
>>>> tormented by his/her mental events no matter how firmly the truth of
>>>> things is planted in his/her head.
>>>>
>>>> I'd say the doctor's behavior as I've described it is pretty true to
>>>> life, tho, especially for a woman doctor. What do you think?
>>>>
>>>> Emale
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> I´m a woman and a doctor
>>
>> No, you're not.
>>
>> Emale
>>
>
> How do you know?

Some things, you just know.

Emale

This is a suggestion, you are getting very sleepy, there's a mad doctor who
takes drugs to prescribe people so they can believe in power ooohhh. Ahhhh.

God is love, why not else, all the interesting aspects of religion are
nonetheless resourceless. And there's another doctor, and that's what I
believe.... I'm getting very horny..... The man on TV is flickering.....

The doctors are developing their_______________.

Patrick Ashley Meuser"-Bianca"
Cyberneticist
http://www.usag-ac.info
"Emale of the Species" <thebibbleguy@yahoo.ca> wrote in message
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> So I'm imagining myself sitting on the patio of my favorite Starbucks.
> Some people join me because all the tables are full. A conversation
> starts, and I present my theory about society farting itself away and
> nothing having any meaning.
>
> One of my tablemates, a doctor, starts to argue some banal stupidity about
> how medicine is God. As I hold firm she asks me, if nothing matters, why I
> don't commit suicide.
>
> So I smirk and say: "Are you inciting suicide, doctor?"
>
> Another person at the table goes: "I don't think she was inciting
> suicide."
>
> I reply: "The way to deal with these banal social supremacists is to hoist
> them by their own petard." And I laugh.
>
> Her eyes narrow in anger. "Are you suicidal?" she goes.
>
> "No," I say, which is the truth.
>
> "Well, I say you're suicidal, and I'm having you committed."
>
> So she pulls out her cellphone and calls an ambulance. When the paramedics
> arrive with sirens blaring, they see me quietly sitting there drinking my
> coffee and are confused. Before they can approach me she leads them away
> and tells them she's a doctor and they shouldn't approach me because I'm
> dangerous. She gives them some bullshit line about how I'd threatened the
> people at the table and how I'd threatened to kill myself on the spot.
> Which, if you'll recall the events of this farrago, I had not.
>
> So I get packed off to the nuthouse, where she is frustrated that I am
> unresponsive to her banal self-congratulatory blandishments and that I
> keep describing myself as a political prisoner. Eventually she has me
> injected full of thorazine, and, when that doesn't work, has me subjected
> to electroshock therapy.
>
> When she retires several decades later I'm released to a group home, where
> I vegetate my time away mindlessly and die of old age. At some point
> either before or after that she also dies of old age.
>
> Just as a sample of the kind of thing that my mind gets assaulted with.
> Strangely enough, I'm experiencing only the mildest torment from this one.
> It confirms my theory that a schizophrenic can't help being tormented by
> his/her mental events no matter how firmly the truth of things is planted
> in his/her head.
>
> I'd say the doctor's behavior as I've described it is pretty true to life,
> tho, especially for a woman doctor. What do you think?
>
> Emale
>