i did not really feel like going to see my psychiatrist that much
today. he is rather bizarre sometimes and i just did not feel like
listening to his rantings and ramblings, on and on.
he asked me to come right in, but then sat there with his
laptop, tying away, and mumbling to himself. i had the im-
pression that he was just being provocative, so after a few
minutes, like a dummy, i asked him what he was doing.
he said that he was making a post in a website where people
are looking for strange things to buy and sell. there are a few
of these places. he said that he wanted to buy used underwear
from a young woman, but that she had to be both jewish and
intellectual. between the ages of 19 and 28.
quite stunned, i said, well, what if you get tricked, and she
is not young, not jewish? here we go again with this problem
of trust and acceptance, he said. think about it in a positive
way. he said that the woman did not need to send photos of
herself, either. he just wanted to hear about her intellectual
studies, and how much she enjoyed developing her mind.
when i asked him further questions, he said, alright, that is
enough. now i am professional again. let's talk about your
current creative blockages. tell me about your dreams,
or how you feel when you wake up in the morning. let's
get started.
all i could do was laugh. how the hell can you have any
clinical relationship or professional distance with your
psychiatrist when they tell you that they sniff used underwear,
kosher underwear, as he calls it, from women with advanced
intellectual abilities? | 
