Thought-reform programs have been employed in attempts to control and indoctrinate individuals, societal groups (e.g., intellectuals), and even entire populations. Systems intended to accomplish these goals can vary considerably in their construction. Even the first systems studied under the label "thought reform" ranged from those in which confinement and physical assault were employed (Schein 1956; Lifton 1954; Lifton 1961 pp. 19-85) to applications that were carried out under nonconfined conditions, in which nonphysical coercion substituted for assault (Lifton 1961, pp. 242-273; Schein 1961, pp. 290-298). The individuals to whom these influence programs were applied were in some cases unwilling subjects (prisoner populations) and in other cases volunteers who sought to participate in what they believed might be a career-beneficial, educational experience (Lifton 1981, p. 248).
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Coercive Persuasion and Attitude Change
Kay’s arm injury…
I have nodules of tissue in the areas marked red where the injury occurred in the first image. In the second image there is a gash in the muscle the size of my forefinger. Probably an 3/4 inch wide and an 1/4 -1/2 inches deep. I think there has been nerve damage as the the middle and third fingers seem to get numb on occasion. I deduced this was from nerve damage done to the bend of my arm where the tissue is knotted up.
Friday, May 31, 2013
He is a paid cleaner for the United States…
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…and he is importing opium into our country and all our jobs are in China.
Moments from the feminist movement…
…the woman in the background looks like my Aunt Wanda Marie Weston…
The Audacious Avarice
As I glance out my window, searching for an idea to fill the blank pages before me, I notice
a scoundrel has discarded an entire pizza in the newly mowed field next to my house. I surmise
the cad decided the disc of dough was not fit for human consumption and, being an
environmentalist of course, he tossed it there knowing it would eventually become a mound of
dust and find its way back into the earth, unless some four legged creature consumed it first.
Having spotted the discarded disc of dough, three seagulls decide to peruse the object at
the scene of the crime. They eye what appears to be a nine-inch disc of dough, tomato sauce,
cheese and pepperoni, quickly glancing back and forth at each other, maneuvering themselves
into position to take possession of the massive morsel of food. They prance about each other
like debating old men. I laugh. “This is amusing, I never noticed gulls doing this before,” I
thought. In fact, I rarely pay attention to nature at all. I am always too busy doing this or that.
I continue watching and conclude no decision is made to share the food while they waltz
about each other, as one of the fine-feathered contenders, in a rather grandiose fashion,
charges toward the pizza and stakes his claim. With unyielding superiority he turns and faces
his rivals. His hungry adversaries glare at him in discontent as they attempt to horn in, but he is
persistent in protecting the prize. He chases his competitors quite some distance before he
returns to the hearty disc of dough and toppings, hoping to put some distance between them
and his meal. “Wow, I can’t believe this pinnate creature”, I whisper to myself; “I would be
happier, I thought, if I were more like this audacious avarice of the air”.
His competitors try to muscle in once more, but his tenacity prevails and they take flight.
Now he can enjoy his piece of pizza in peace. My excitement grows as the champ flutters
toward the pizza and takes a quick snippet. He stops, looks around, then walks several feet
away from his bounty and makes a 360 degree survey of the area, scanning for intruders.
As I continue to observe this beauregarde, I think to myself, “this feathered companion of
many a lonely fisherman is so paranoid he can’t enjoy what he is vigorously trying to protect”.
The squab sputters back to the pizza. “Finally”, I murmur, “he is going to eat this
thing”.
Having the food all to himself, the beau sabreur, without notice, flies away forfeiting his meal
to the contention of his rivals. I glare in amazement. After all that effort to protect his
food, he decides to take flight leaving behind the decaying disc of dough and pepperoni,
denying himself the joy of feasting on the fruit of his labor and depriving me the pleasure of
watching.
Saddened by his decision and feeling cheated of the moment, I slump back in my chair
and await his return, as hope assures me he will not forsake his arduous battle and claim his
bounty. He cannot, he must not. An hour passes and still no sign of the minion or his rivals. I
turn away from the window. “Hope disappoints me once again”, I whine.
I scribbled the events onto the blank pages. It soon becomes clear, I am like that bird.
The disappointment I feel is with myself not hope, yet, I realize too, I am as happy as I can ever
be at the moment my pen touches that thin blue line and my thoughts spill out onto the pure
white paper, for I have a story to tell.
Kay F. Gibbs
February 14, 2000
Patterns of Psychosexual Infantilism…
Page 246 and 303 – I took a photo of two mating mosquitoes. This image is at least 7 years old.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
I’ve read a good many of these books in their entirety and chapters of others…
Kay's History II: Kay’s Books…updated
My roommate read Games Alcoholics Play and recommended it. I read some of it but didn’t care for the labeling, the book isn’t written so the brain receives the information correctly. This is what I found to be a problem with most of the anecdotal information in the psychology books. They made me uncomfortable internally, like they were trying to confuse my mind.
I also read some of Alice Miller’s, Thou Shalt Not Be Aware, The Untouched Key, For Your Own Good, Banished Knowledge, Susan Brown-Miller’s book Against Our Will, Janet Woitiz’s book, Healing Your Sexual Self and Adult Children of Alcoholics. This was the first time I had heard adult children of alcoholics. I then read Claudia Black’s Repeat After Me, and the Workbook. I think I also read It Will Never happen to Me, loaned me by a friend and I then purchased the one below. I also read Against the Grain a book about women in wood working.
I also read Claude Steiner’s Life Scripts. There was a book offered by the AA bookstore on Patterns, similar to Life Scripts I thought would have been helpful but I never got it.
I read some of Moore’s Dark Eros, Shapiro’s Autonomy and Rigid Character, and Schwartz-Salant’s Transference Countertransference.
I also read some of Courage to Heal but I didn’t like some it so I never finished it.
Novels I have read…updated
4 volumes of the Trixie Belden series in my youth.
Ruby Fruit Jungle
The Broken Wing – 1995, then I went to Wilmington.
Atlas Shrugged – only read a few chapters, the book was too dense and convoluted for me and I took exception to the inferences regarding economically disadvantaged peoples. Considering the high profit to be gained by the author who later created a magazine, The Objectivist, I found it to be an economic hook rather than an attempt at educating the public, basically we are suppose to be objective while others rule over us, rob us of our talents and milk our pocketbooks, creating the perpetual consumer. I also tried reading The Fountain Head. It was more interesting but again the book was voluminous and I simply did not have the time to read it.
Martinsville Seven, Eric Rise – this is no novel.
Once something is acted out, it is over done gone, the action is no longer there…
Kay's History II: Kay's History: You protected me?????????-updated
Kay Gibbs protected some people…she’d like to find the ones crapping her up with that stuff…
John Brown was quoting the lord’s prayer, not John or Joseph Merrick…
…Gloria Gibbs died from choking in her high chair, John Brown was hanged for something…
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Kay's History: You protected me?????????-updated
Kay's History: You protected me?????????-updated
I have also taken
acidophilus
chlorella
wheat grass
Borage oil
primrose oil
Kelp, B-6 and vinegar supplements
ginseng
garcinia cambogia
muscle milk
optimum whey protein
GNC BCAAs
Genesis Aminos
Arachidonic Acid
Soy protein
egg protein
yohimbe
pseudoephedrine
Valerian as a tea
Hops as a tea
bee pollen
bee propolis – Nature Made – I would never recommend this because it is bad for your health. The verdict is still out on what it might have done to mine.
Monday, May 27, 2013
But then someone is always putting conditions on what is fair for this group or these people, etc…
More than anything else, Steinem has always spoken in favor of humanism and the desire to live in a society where everyone was treated fairly, regardless of color, gender, creed, etc.
“Get out”, “get out”, “get out of this house or apartment”…
I have moved 25 times. I finally started hearing this…
I think this might be her…up top…
Barbara Payton ~ a castrati…Scalzi?
http://kayfgibbsstayingalive.blogspot.com/2013/04/is-this-what-you-took-form-my-apartment.html
Sunday, May 26, 2013
incoming…
“Oh god, he put something in the girl’s mouth” – Silence of the Lambs.
That’s what this lump in my neck feels like, it’s about that size…
And he was trying to pattern himself after this part of the book…
Franklin himself was certainly a master of very indirect suggestion, and the tactful handling of objections, as anyone who has read his autobiography knows. He used his skills, which were quite similar to NLP, to work his way into the French court— and into the beds of a number of French (and, evidently, American, and English) women, which seems to have been a favorite hobby of his when he was not fomenting revolution, printing books, inventing iron stoves and lightning rods and bifocal glasses, or flying kites in thunderstorms. Quite a guy, that Ben. As he said, If you would not be forgotten
Mesmer, Franz (2011-05-22). Unfair Secrets of Hypnotic Selling With NLP (p. 38). . Kindle Edition.