Chamberlain hates psychiatrists and psychologists. Headshrinkers, he calls them. But in order to maintain possession of his permit to carry a concealed firearm, he has to see one. Chamberlain has to see a headshrinker whether he wants to or not. Chamberlain has been court ordered to attend weekly consultations with a psychiatric specialist. These visits to the psychiatrist are to continue until the judge receives official notice from the Doctor that Chamberlain has been examined and determined to be mentally competent independent of psychiatric care. While lying on his headshrinker's sofa during a psychoanalysis session, Chamberlain's psychiatrist, Dr. Rosenkrantz, asks Chamberlain to release his inhibition and speak openly about his convictions of paranoia and persecution. Chamberlain leaps from the couch and starts pacing back and forth across the room staring down at the Persian rug to ignore the Salvador Dali prints which cover the walls of Dr. Rosenkrantz's consulting room. Dr. Rosenkrantz crosses his legs and begins writing with a bulgy, rainbow colored ballpoint pen upon his college ruled notepad. "Why do we have hair in our armpits??", asks an agitated Chamberlain as he begins his vehement rant. "Why do we have hair on our head and around our private parts regions? What possible idiosyncrasy could posses a deity to create something with hair in its armpits? I'm not joking!" Shouted Chamberlain. "I know you're not, please continue." the headshrinker calmly responded. Chamberlain resumed his downward pacing, animating his words with spasmodic gestures of his arms and hands. "I seriously want to know why we have hair in our armpits??...............and why isn't the hair all over our bodies as concentrated as it is in our armpits or on our heads or in our private parts regions??" Chamberlain gesticulated, trying to be tactful. "Never mind how an all powerful, all knowing, compassionate, loving, merciful deity could allow people to suffer. Some being mutilated for life in terrible car crashes, not to mention the extreme agony and pain of such a tragedy. And never mind how a compassionate, merciful, loving all powerful deity could permit child abuse? All I want to know is, why do we have hair in our armpits? Evolution doesn't explain it, for if we lost our outer protective covering of fur because of living in caves, why wouldn't the first place we lost it be in our armpits? As a matter of fact, why would we ever have had hair in our armpits in the first place? I don't think that bears or badgers or foxes or bats have lost their fur, and last I checked, they live in caves and burrows! And how could we have "evolved" to lose our fur only to end up having to kill other animals so we could wear theirs? If we needed it so bad, we never would have lost it in the first place? Is it possible that we NEVER had fur covering our entire bodies as concentrated as in our armpits or on our heads? Is it possible that we were designed in a lab? Is it possible that we were made this way as some sort of practical joke of which we are the butt end? The deity factor doesn't work, because there is no such thing. When's the last time your deity sat down and had a conversation with you? When's the last time your deity appeared in a glowing aura and touched your wound and healed it instantaneously and miraculously. What do you need prescription meds for if you have a deity? See, no such thing. The human factor doesn't work either. Because what human could have genetically altered humans thousands of years ago? And if we were designed and created in a lab, why couldn't we have been programmed to act and do as we are required without sensations such as pain or pleasure? We could easily have been installed with programming which would cause us to react in an instant to stimuli, be it pain or pleasure, without experiencing pain or pleasure in the process. A computer does what it's supposed to do without experiencing pain or pleasure. Plants do what they are supposed to do without experiencing pain or pleasure. Why do we experience pain or pleasure? If your leg accidentally gets to close to an open flame you could have programming which would cause you to react in an instant and move away from the flame to avoid harm WITHOUT the sensation of pain. You could react without any suffering involved. If the species must procreate, then the necessary programming could be in place to cause each species to do what's necessary for propagation of the species without pleasure. The necessary tasks of "life" could easily be accomplished without sensation. We could just be. We could just do. No pain, no suffering, no pleasure, no comfort. So tell me, why do we have hair in our armpits? Maybe that's the reason. Maybe it ain't so easy to install the necessary programming. Maybe the advanced super bio~machine space aliens designed and implemented us with their most cutting edge technology of the day. Maybe, due to the limits of their own technology, programming us to react via pain or pleasure is the only way they could get us to function anywhere near the way they want us to. Maybe that's why neural networking, cloning, and so~called artificial intelligence and androids are being rapidly developed, because then, the saliens will have a machine slave which will function effectively and properly without limitations and distractions such as pain or pleasure. Or maybe, they could have already programmed us to function properly without pain or pleasure, BUT they didn't have the head start over us which they needed to defend themselves against us if we should unite and revolt against them. Maybe they deliberately made us feel pain and pleasure as a safeguard to hinder and distract us. But now that they've advanced even further than they were a few thousand years ago, they have the technological tactical advantage they need in order to be able to make us fully durable and fully effective and fully operational without making us a threat to them at the same time. They can now hit the enter key and execute the programming which will allow us to tap into the other 97% of our brainpower. They figure they are so far ahead of us, that even if we do revolt and even with the full use of our powerful brains and even with cloned, android, durable, physical bodies we won't be able to touch 'em. Why do we have hair in our armpits?" Chamberlain had completed his reverie and stood a few paces in front of Dr. Rosenkrantz facing him with his arms akimbo. The headshrinker made a few more notes then, adjusting his half~rim glasses, looked up at Chamberlain and said,"You have raised some poignant questions which we will go into next session. I am glad to see you speak so candidly from your inner self. You are making progress. Go home now. Rest. And don't forget to take the pills I prescribed for you. I'll see you next week." Chamberlain let out an exasperated huff. Taking up his ball cap from the sofa, he slowly, with head bowed, walked to the door, opened it and was gone. In the parking lot beside his '78 Volkswagen Bug, Chamberlain looked back up at the window of Dr. Rosenkrantz's third floor office. "I ain't takin' them pills. Headshrinkers ain't gonna dope me. That's another way that the Space Aliens getchya." Chamberlain had to get the prescription filled, knowing that Dr. Rosenkrantz could check with the pharmacist, but when he got home, Chamberlain flushed the powerful narcotics down the toilet. "Anti~depressant.", he said to himself. "Anti~brain is more like it." It is a good thing Chamberlain has a friend at the Clinic where he has to submit urine samples for testing so that the headshrinkers can tell the Judge whether or not he's taking his psycho~meds. Chamberlain might not be like Fox Mulder with the resources of the FBI at his disposal, and Chamberlain might not be like Kolchak with a press pass as a reporter for a newspaper, but at least Chamberlain has a friend at the Clinic who will falsify his urine sample test results to show that Chamberlain is taking his prescribed psyco~meds when, if fact, he is flushing them down the drain. |
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