A Real Napoleon in Gabriel’s Imaginary Garden

I’m in the middle of so many things, still, I lay out the core materials, put them up, you can see what’s coming, vibrating the rails from the distance.
Yesterday I read the Straight Dope dissing the sanity of shrinkdom, a guy thinking he was Archangel Gabriel was taken as obviously pathological …
Today I recalled a favorite old New Yorker cartoon. I loved the New Yorker in high school, continued to love it in college, an old party host’s parents had a coffee table collection of New Yorker cartoons I loved to flip through. One of the cartoons showed an executive shrink pointing through the bay window of his huge office at a guy standing on the institution’s grounds with his hand in his jacket, the bicorne hat on his head. A dime a dozen you think: except that in the distance, thousands of soldiers cover the institution’s rolling hills.

Napoleon by David
thanx zazzle

Is Gabriel just a nut if he brings heaven with him?

Now, imagine: you’re a shrink, the cops ship you a new patient, says he’s Gabriel: how do you know he isn’t?
What rational procedure will you use to falsify his claim, prove him delusory?

I’ll work Marianne Moore’s poem in next session.


About pk

Seems to me that some modicum of honesty is requisite to intelligence. If we look in the mirror and see not kleptocrats but Christians, we’re still in the same old trouble.
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