by Wayness Tamm-Clattuc
As a psychologist, I want to say that of course any political ideas at this time such as secession, American “re-federalization” and so on [all matters being discussed in Bodwyn Wook at the time this article was posted — ed], all are just full of possible violence and mayhem, and so everyone should think things out very carefully. It is a big load of dynamite, because you must not think that the nationalistic personality in America is any different than for example that of some Russians and Turks. Or, now, not a few Chinese. Mr Krauthammer and the NeoCons and Mr Putin are birds of a feather, emotionally, although I am sure that they probably both tart things up with talk about “logical” and “realism.”
So, really, it is best politically not to excite people like that with wild talk, and simply and quietly to live locally and beneath the dignity of these big people’s notice!
(Personally, it is altogether better, I think, to simply go with the emerging flow of new dimensions of existence offered for example by the internet, and if anything to just ignore these other extraverted types to insignificance as much as possible.)
Naturally they will smell a rat sooner or later in all of this modesty too, but if they are ever provoked then to attention-getting behavior, laws that push constitutional limits and so forth, at least you will much more likely be liable to have many more people behind you.
Nevertheless, this is all a great big fat psychological inflation!
One person I treated for many years in the criminal hospital in Zurich, a serial killer, did his hammer murders for religious reasons. It wasn’t because God told him to, either. Instead, it was so that God would even talk to him in the first place! In a very primitive way, then, a human sacrifice was demanded by his mentality, to “earn” the attention of the divine image.
The point is that he described to me the exquisite feeling of fullness of expectation. It was, he said, physical. It was right there behind the breastbone and, it made him “feel like Christmas,” he said. This catching of the breath with false passion and deepened voice is familiar to all the sniffers of cocaine of course, and in any case it is from the verb aesthein, “to catch the breath” or gasp. It is the root of our art-adjective, aesthetic, and so you can see that nationalists must feel just like prophets and great artists. (The Hindus with their chakras know lots about this all!)
So that is what a psychological inflation is:
It is a real mishmash of religious excitement even in postmodern people who now have no actual religon and are “beyond” all that and “not superstitious,” taken together with unconsciously arising invading substitutes for the divine image. When you put it to these big-power fellows under conditions of treatment, you will soon see that they also have a hard time putting it all into words. Everything is overly abstract and there is usually a vague big-power vocabulary at work, with lots of egotism thrown in:
“When I get done with this great work, my nation will be a power in the world again.”
On the other hand, the really vulnerable feelings of these characters are confined to “my family” and they then become frankly emotional, tearful even. Home life is their inferior function, which naturally like “workaholics” they avoid by being busy all day. If you press them to be honest and dry their sentimental tears — tough work — they will then confess that they find home life mainly boring.
However, such a sense of ennui does not extend to their public imaginations — that is what a psychic split is! — and so “naturally” all these foreigners and terrorists and so forth “couldn’t possibly” have equivalently pure feelings, or if they do then “they” are “all mad,” “criminally insane” and so we of course can only deal with them “by going over to the dark side.”
When these global characters talk like this, if it is recorded, you can often notice the dramatic breathey lowering of the voice, a real case of almost sexual excitement in these otherwise rather repressed folks!
Now patriotism is perhaps susceptible to a similar critique, but the psychological range is much greater than with the more-concentrated nationalist sensations, and so patriotism is less obsessional.
The patriot’s is something like a traditional idea of home and place and family. This means that very often that patriotic people under conditions of free association will report definite images, of a house, a landscape, memories of family and friends….
The great tragedy is that the patriotic personality, altogether more modest then, is the property of people who also do not have a large compensatory drive to be the big bug. They are at least comparatively mentally well, so that the sociopaths and the borderline cases, who all tend to get into national power in an historical period such as ours anyway, first of all encounter no serious competition, unless it is from someone like Senator Obama.
Naturally, if one knows about the psychological image of the puer aeternus and the story of Jesus, and then looks closely at the boyish figure of Senator Obama (or of Governor George W Bush eight years ago!) which has arisen now, one has a regretful feeling. Nevertheless, his figure is called up today as a compensation by our collective mind, for the longstanding onesidedness and acting-out of the NeoCons
As matters now stand, needless to say, they continue to inveigle quite sincerely and shamelessly the common people, to keep going into the army to “defend’ their family and friends. Predictably, it is all to be done by sowing mayhem among the families and friends of others worldwide. And naturally, when these foreign folks dare to fight back, Mr Cheney and everybody tents their fingers and explains how “ungrateful” everybody is.
A power attitude is in the end the most exhausting thing there is, and in individual treatment, at least when you can manage to get the neurotics off of it if only for a time, they are the most relieved of all in the atmosphere along with everyone else — but, for the analyst I can tell you, it is just like hauling some cows everyday from up out of the ditch!
[Dr. Wayness Tamm-Clattuc all rights reserved 11 July 2008]