In which I will write fifty words a day, a word for each year of my life. There are 210 days until my next birthday, so I'll write about 210 different memorable people, or die trying.
Monday, April 24, 2006
27 of 210 : Victoria
She’s a good shrink, despite her belief that psychotherapy is a hard science, akin to physics or chemistry. While I see her point that “soft science” sounds pejorative, I view psychoanalysis as more of an art: gifted therapists are shamans in white lab coats, while bad ones are drunken brain surgeons.
2 Comments:
What a lovely punch at the end (pun intended).
Fabulously done!
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