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Euclid’s Lemma is not a primate

I may not be exemplary with Surds but teaching maths to my sister has raised some pertinent questions. For instance, what the fuck is a lemma anyway? And why would Euclid want it divided? It’s as absurd as asking how many divisions has the Bombay Electrial Board?

In other news there is no news other than the fact that developmentalists are the pond scum of the psychology universe.

A second glue uses another function of perception, the gestalt. That’s the ability to bind separate elements of a perception into a coherent whole.Every utterance that is not just a high-powered animal signal—e.g., halt; sure-sure—uses attention to link statement and governing perception. The speaker attends something and utters the apt word(s) of a particular language. The listener hears the word(s) and pilots attention appropriately.

Beyond utrecht. (Also beyond the boring language generalizations cat scattered everywhere.)

One of the biggest mysteries in psychiatry is why psychosis, the occurrence of delusions and hallucinations, doesn’t typically first appear until about 17 years of age for males and about 20 for females.

The rarity of early childhood schizophrenia. On another tangent, schizophrenia is rarely diagonsed on time in most populations.

Both men and women compete intrasexually to obtain a superior mate. Biologically, the purpose of selecting a superior mate is to enhance the likelihood of producing the most viable offspring. What is considered superior varies according to sex and the mating strategy employed (Buss & Schmitt, 1993). Men are statistically more likely than women to pursue a short-term strategy, i.e., they have the capacity and drive to attempt to fertilize as many women as possible with as little commitment or investment as possible.

An academic’s description of a booty call?

Ok. Now back to instinct development in neonates.

Categories: Links 1-2-3, Psycho-Logy

Terminator : The Beginning

June 7, 2010 4 comments

There was this one time, while waiting for my school bus, I  tried to hypnotize a parrot. The bird picked itself to death the following week.

This was the beginning of my descent into the lowest infernos of clinical psychology.

Categories: animal planet, Psycho-Logy

All Hulled Out

Psychopathy can be differentiated from other personality disorders on the basis of its characteristic pattern of interpersonal, affective and behavioral symptoms. Interpersonally, psychopaths are grandiose, egocentric, manipulative, dominant, forceful, and cold-hearted. Affectively, they display shallow and labile emotions, are unable to form long-lasting bonds to people, principles, or goals, and are lacking in empathy, anxiety, and genuine guilt and remorse. Behaviorally, psychopaths are impulsive and sensation-seeking, and they readily violate social norms. The most obvious expressions of these predispositions involve criminality, substance abuse, and a failure to fulfill social obligations and responsibilities.

There is this part in my study that I have always dreaded. Drive observation in violent offenders. I have an iron lined stomach for almost anything and everything under the stars but to sit through actuarial data and clinical observation trials on psychopaths with a cultivated taste for abusing children is something you can never entirely be prepared for. This is where you commence with serious doubts about whether this really is the career you want. Because you are promised that it will get progressively vile.

I had first played some of his easiest piano pieces when I was nine; at that time, Sibelius, the so-called Nordic Beethoven, was still alive; Stravinsky, the most celebrated Beetho­venian (insofar as he was a revolutionary) of my grandparents’ generation, composed the Canticum Sacrum that year; Pierre Boulez, one of several important musical revolutionaries of the generation that was then coming into its own, turned 30, and the ink was hardly dry on the score of Le Marteau sans maître, his most influential work. I hadn’t heard of Boulez then, but through my record player I wanted to get to know all of the musicians I had heard of, from Bach and Mozart to Bartók and Stravinsky. I loved Tchai­kovsky’s 1812 Overture, Rimsky-Korsakov’s Scheher­azade, and Leonard Bernstein’s jazzy Fancy Free ballet, which began with four gunshot-like drumbeats, but Beethoven seemed to speak to me more clearly, more directly, than anyone else, and I often thought about him, about his existence.

In 1958, the Colossus speaks to an 11-year-old boy.

A Pun travels through your brain.

Have to get back to Hull and excitatory potentials which, surprisingly, do not excite in the least.

UPDATE!

Because he is like so pasty and so Lock Stock and Two Smokey Barrel-y at the same time.

The bigger the hammer, the flatter the world

March 11, 2010 Leave a comment

Within legal discourse, and to a lesser extent psychiatric discourse, feminism has attempted to expose the difficulties with the liberal conceptions of ‘formal’ equality and ‘substantive’ equality. The disinterested gaze and ‘objective’ separation of the judiciary from lived social contexts is a falsity for feminists because of the impossibility of personal impartiality and the need for affirmative action and intervention to redress power imbalances. The impartiality of the judiciary and the professional shadows behind them such as psychiatry, only serves as a justification to ignore power imbalances (inequalities) within the world.

The invisible link.

The Iraq war’s real cost, for example, has been about $3 trillion, per the analysis of Nobel laureate Joseph Stiglitz and Linda Bilmes — and even “official” figures put expenditures around $1 trillion. As for human capital, U.S. troops are exhausted by repeated lengthy deployments against foes who, if they were lined up, would hardly fill a single division of Marines. In a very real sense, the United States has come close to punching itself out since 9/11.

Arquilla confuses the fasadees with weasel frogs in this because I could swear on Stephen Crane that there would be a few spare left even after they filled up the whole division of Marines (American and Canadian), when lined up. On the subject of Marines, I am deeply obsessed with Generation Kill(the TV series) these days.

This all may be an odd thing to say about an author who is famous (or relatively famous) for the nonpareil fireworks of his opening lines, lines which are almost obscenely deft at leaping over expository throat-clearing and knocking you immediately on your heels. They are plunging, precipitous, like building a floor under you and knocking it through with the same gesture.

Advice on reading Marias. Be quick. Be seated. (Ok. So that part was more FDR’s advice  but it just went along smoothly.)

Trying some therapy on myself to cure this obliterating depression on having discovered that the only University offering a pre doctoral program on forensic psychology in India is in Gujarat. Rotten luck.

(There is going to be nothing but micro-blogging for at least a month.)

UPDATE! Oh! watching me hanging by a string this time

p.s.: She bears the most uncanny resemblance to my sister who is moderately famous in the vicinity for tying up boys and pouring water down their heads.

Criminal Value

Because I started with a rather convoluted study on forensic psychology. Because I am now officially considering a PhD in Forensic Psychology.

Most investigators are chronically unable to overcome their own perspective when faced with one or more disturbing violent crime scenes. This is largely because they are not serial sex offenders. They do not think as offenders think. Marshall [18] puts a very fine point on it when he explains that what distinguishes rapists and non-rapists is the ability to perform the response of hostile aggression and sexual arousal at the same time. The violent serial offender can do this quite easily. Therefore, when we apply our own values and belief systems to the scene of a violent serial crime, we are necessarily at a loss for an explanation of behavior and fall back on easy, trite, and meaningless cliché explanations like, “crazy” and “sick”. Offenders have their own intricate set of values.

The Unsub does have a distinct value system. We never consider that otherwise when we imprint upon them. The most important first lesson.

An academic man with inexcusably poor handwriting once wrote to Johannes Speyer proudly stating that he considered himself a disciple of his and, as such, had recently read his way through several novels for the twentieth time or so. He was begging for easy blessings – or so he thought. But as any pupil of Speyer’s will know, he wasn’t one to hand out gratuitous compliments. ‘So you re-read’ retorted the noble scholar: ‘the question is, where do you re-read?’ In reply, Mr Inelegant-Scribbler explained that he was a creature of habit – and that most if not all of his reading took place in the same armchair or (on special occasions) in bed. Speyer was not impressed. ‘Why re-read a book if you’re going to read it in the same armchair?’

Read bleeding.

I have gravitated from totality to the fragmentary: rather than try to follow the tick of a running clock, I settle in the spaces between the parts of a clock dismantled.”
Dance with me while time is slow
Clocks run faster than you know

(It’s wrong but it’s right. You get what I mean, don’t you?)

Categories: Literary, Poetry, Psycho-Logy

If cats gave birth on a stove, the offspring would be biscuits

March 3, 2010 3 comments

(Abraham Myerson)

In response to the rigidity that is environmental psychology.

George Carlin would be proud of the dude.

I have taken a break from Cognitive Psych to work on Ethology. Half these theories seem as though the barmy lot wrote it after consuming copious amounts of thandai. Which should give me hope. I possibly can’t write such impressive pages of garbage but my ability to down bhang is stunning.

Not very motivated to blog. Strangely enough, for someone who is starting to write a paper on Motivational Theories and the goddamned Hull, I seem to have no clue why this is so.

On the other hand, a weekend with my extended family made me appreciate my mother a lot. If not for anything else, like say raising me etcetra, then just for not naming me something weird.

Here are the names some of my cousins landed with.

Saurin. Anokhee. Utsav. Jalsa. Mahilya. Ashima.

Okay so the last one is not as quirky but do you know what nick name they derive from that moniker if you live in a primarily latin neighborhood?

You wouldn’t want to.

Are you telephonically scatalogical?

January 18, 2010 2 comments

Or do you prefer to indulge in bouts of  auto-eroticism fantasizing about Barbara Streisand’s nasal septum?

Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM) classifies telephone scatologia as a paraphilia.
Do you think this category trumps nasophilia? 

Go ahead, let’s have an honest debate on the subject for if we can’t publicly pit vulgar asthmatics against schnozzle festishists  then I am afraid blogging is nothing but the typing equivalent of jerking off into an oven mitt. And wholly incompetent for saving our species.

Categories: Psycho-Logy