8 sep. 2019


What is really the difference between the “eccentric” and the “mentally ill”? Both are completely original people, but while as the one is happy with it, the other suffers from it. Is that a fair description, albeit a bit on the poetic side of things, maybe? But honestly, that seems to be the only criterion of definition by which “mentally ill” people are just that, “mentally ill'―and not merely “eccentric”. Let me make it clear: mental illness is, for the most part, a social construct, and it has become a euphemism for behaviors condemned by the collective establishment―the zeitgeist―to be malfunctional, dangerous, disruptive, immoral, publicly agitating, or something else along those lines.

And speaking on the epistemology of pathology, I would argue that only that which is observable through means of the scientific method in the neurology of an individual can rightfully be deduced, diagnosed, subject to treatment with the same respect as we do the bodily afflictions and diseases. We should not entangle these, we should not extrapolate the one with the other, these concepts of physical and mental-spiritual health. They are of differing caliber and they tap into very disparate source-waters. They are, for the most part, not equatable at all. Diseases are malfunctions of the human bodily system: of the liver or the heart or the skin; of the kidneys, the spleen or the brain. But no mere behavior can in itself be considered a disease, I figure. Categorized are they nevertheless in a highly scientific manner, filtered through the technical nomenclatures of taxonomy… and ever onward with a rigid materialist methodology answers to their questions are sought.

The process of diagnosis roots in subjective judgements, yes, and that problematizes its precision. It is also permeated with the interests of broader society and culture. I maintain: by calling people diseased as they showcase behaviors that disturb, patterns that unsettle, words that offend and actions that hurt, the psychiatric establishment imposes and implements―often above the head of the patient―a kind of hierarchical structure wherein the patient is stripped of the sense of any moral responsibility, being told that the prime mover of his or her behavioral patterns are diseases, and are as such not existentially “legitimate”―they are not to be deemed behaviors of sober spiritual agency. This is done, consciously or not, in order to better control and subdue them (this is often not at all the premise of the individual psychiatrist but rather of psychiatry as a whole, as a generality of society, as a human social-cultural phenomenon―and it is first and foremost a subconscious mechanism of human nature).

Self-victimization is encouraged: the patient is thought to be more a piece of cloth in some kind of sickness-hurricane than he or she is a sovereign agent of spiritual existence, moving about in life’s chaos, trying to navigate it authentically.

The diagnosis of mental illness, unless measurable in the brain, will always be subjective to, and, as such, tainted by external factors: the predispositions of the psychiatrist as a professional; his or her personal and highly unignorable opinion on the subject; the rhetoric and methodology deployed; the model of psychology utilized; the conversational and expressive abilities and spiritual constituencies of the patient, et cetera. State-institutionalized psychiatric establishments are problematic with regards to the supposition of a total spiritual autonomy of the individual, because the will and the interest of the authorities―which is in relation to the people they govern and to the broader palette of society it itself is painted with―implements standards of behavior, of living, of morality and value onto the receiver of psychiatric treatment, conforming him or her in accord with the needs and alignments of the standard.

I have two great examples of this: drapetomania and female hysteria, although the latter has some significant grounding in the reality of things I think, both as a concept of psycho-sexual dimorphism theory as well as being an observable trait of the archetypal feminine... drapetomania, however, is the finest example of this, and it must be discarded as nothing but heinous scientific racism. Understand well that I do not aspire in the slightest to equate these two historical diagnoses of psychiatry―I parallel, though, and relate their status as pejorative labels of description for behavioral patterns of what can be considered the “deviant” folk. Lesser valued behavior, disenfranchised behavior, socially unacceptable behavior is tried to be purged of its uncleanliness, and it is aspired to boil it down to a broth of “sanity” in the great societal cauldron of the times. Yes, these moralistic psychiatric diagnoses are perfectly embedded in the zeitgeist structure which ennobles them, and they undermine the whole mission of psychiatry and blots the extremely arbitrary and inconsistent mess hiding often underneath it.

There is a fine line between “insipid” and “genius”, between “religious devotee” and “religious nutjob”, between “fool” and “visionary”.  The ascetic, the nun and the monk, the poéte maudit and the extreme artist, the dromomaniac, the schizophrenic and the anti-social, the psychopathic and the existentially depressed... those afflicted by Schopenhauer's sickness! They are all in the same boat as far as I am concerned, and it is a boat floating on waves of individuation… a life-raft capsizing, or, God willing, almost capsizing against the rugged cliffs of the human condition and its interference with the cold and careless world!

It is true that some small minority of people seek out with purpose their madness, and when they so find it, they are compelled to act upon it by the decree of some inner God; some people do not even let the bounds of terrorism halt them in their violent campaigns of totalized and uncensorable freedom! At the behest of the much larger majority, though, these people become la race toujours maudite par les puissants de la terre, for they do not belong on the earth they were vomited into: they are called madmen, but I prefer to call them authentics―that is what they are to me. All madmen are authentics, but not all authentics are madmen, and it is with this finishing statement I lay down my pen, for now, on the subject of the philosophy of modern psychiatry...

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