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Balancing Act: The Newsletter(No. 249, May 2020) |
Balancing act is in four sections this month: |
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Let’s separate hoarding as an illness or symptom of an illness (ADHD, OCD, etc.) and as a human behavior situationally triggered as it is in the current health crisis. Thus, I’m not talking about people whose homes you can’t walk through because of stacks of magazines from the 50s, but rather those where closets are full of a thousand rolls of toilet tissue and the freezer stuffed with scores of boxes of frozen kale. I think in times of crisis, what people really fear is loss of control. Right now, in Michigan, you are forbidden to mow your own lawn, for example. New Zealand mandated at one point that, wherever you were when notified, you had to stay there and shelter in place, even if you weren’t home. Prisoners of war are often denied all control—prevented from sleeping, from going to a toilet, from moving their limbs—in order to force them to provide information. Tyrannical bosses micromanage and allow very little personal discretion at work. How does one fight against such loss of control? Prisoners make up codes to communicate with each other. School children try to pass surreptitious notes. When the great songwriter Cole Porter was agonizingly hurt and helpless after a fall from his horse, he composed the legendary Night and Day while he was on the ground awaiting help. I don’t have to dust off my psychology textbooks to remember that Freud was obsessed with bowel movements and toilet habits and based a great many theories on anal habits and control. But I digress. Hoarding gives people a sense of control, and there is an inverse proportion between control and hoarding. The less control one has, the more one attempts to create control by behaviors such as hoarding. And maybe Freud was right, because they’re not hoarding tissues one uses for the nose, but the other kind at the other end. During a great Russian depression, toilet paper was not to be found anywhere. In public institutions, every stall had one textbook by Lenin or Trotsky or Marx. One would tear off as many pages as necessary. I’m just sayin’… |
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My wife and I were in one of our favorite restaurants when a particularly attractive female server we knew became very friendly. She inquired about how I was enjoying the food, standing quite close to me, I thought. She told me that she hadn’t seen me in some time. I was blurting out responses while trying to keep my wife in my peripheral vision. She didn’t seem concerned. So I figured I was fine, and managed to say to my flirtatious friend, “You’re looking very good tonight!” “Why thank you,” she said. “You know, I’ve been meaning to ask you something.” “What’s that?” I said, feeling like a million bucks. “How’s that great looking son of yours, and why doesn't he come by more often?” I didn’t hear what she said next because my wife was laughing so hard. |
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