Posted on 08/22/2020 6:36:09 AM PDT by Kaslin
It started one ordinary day, in one otherwise ordinary session: A beautiful young woman I had known for a few years wanted to cut off her breasts. (Details changed to protect identity.)
What happened? In my mind, the first concern was cancer.
Nothing. I just hate them. Id really like to be rid of them. I was just wondering what you thought.
So I told her. She had a long history of abuse, abandonment, and self-mutilation. Given that, I suggested, didnt it seem like another aspect of self-hatred and rage? I urged her to take time to really consider all the ramifications -- its effect on her physiology, on her partner, on her children.
She bristled and said I was being unsupportive. I explained I couldnt be supportive of something that was an extension of existing pathology.
She found another, more supportive therapist, and is now living with the results of her surgery.
That was the beginning of the end for me.
For weeks afterward I found myself fighting off fears of being reported to the licensing board for not agreeing with her and realized, finally, that the whole profession had become a political platform. Therapy had become a form of indoctrination and if you werent goose-stepping with whatever was trending, you were truly risking everything.
This is honestly a great loss for everyone because social work had so much promise in its beginnings.
(Excerpt) Read more at americanthinker.com ...
All of the rest is secular drivel, bound up with narcissisms and babble.
I am also an engineer, although I stopped practicing it years ago.
I still get my alumni magazine. It used to have articles of real engineering achievement. During the 1990s and onward to today, the articles and profiles shifted to PC garbage, climate change, environmentalism, affirmative action, and globalism.
“They’re real and they’re spectacular!”
Same as medicine.
And judiciary and the law. And education.
Increasingly, business.
Of course, long with politics and too many religious and social institutions.
Our current society has be completely reformed or we are done for.
(And of course the wrong type of reform means we’re done for even more rapidly.)
Interesting.
When they’ve got to the infrastructure engineers, I imagine they’ve got to everything.
:-)
Yep. The first big sea change was the "oil crisis" under Carter. Then a guy named Amory Lovins pushed his concept of "negawatts" where utilities invested in conservation instead of generation. After that was the huge effort for renewables and shutting down all fossil generation. The 1990s ushered in what you say -- all the PC garbage, climate change, affirmative action, management by lawyers and not engineers. Then anti-fossil and anti-nuke got amped up to insane levels.
I'm surprised the lights stay on at all any more.
That collapsed bridge in Florida was affirmative action designed.
LMAO
Humans need unchangeable standards and definitions or we get lost in our own irrational rationality and sooner or later find our destruction while seeking pleasure and avoiding pain.
Adrian Rogers talks about the three steps to human destruction in his The Lost Word sermon based on Romans 18-31:
1. Willful Self-determination
2. Wicked Self-deception
3. Woeful Self-destruction.
We need a calibrated compass or we will make ourselves lost, whether individual, family, city, nation or society. Its just that way.
The Left weaponizes everything in the service of tyranny.
Shes not the only one. I had a long conversation with one former social worker who left the business for the same reasons. She described the situation where there was considerable peer pressure to drag their clients down, whether by heavy head trips, destroying families, encouraging self destructive behaviors, etc. She considered it an accomplishment if one of her clients became self sufficient, but that went against the agenda. She got a lot of crap for it. The agenda was to keep them ghetto (her own term, and yes she is black), keep them dependent and in the system. She described how that pressure made her sick at the end of the day, and she couldnt live with herself if she went along with the agenda. She is now an administrative assistant in the private sector, nothing to do with the welfare system, and is much happier.
Not quite everything yet. The foundation of all engineering is mathematics. Lately, the Woke proclamation is that Mathematics is Racist. When that gets amped up and everybody agrees 2 + 2 = 5, then they've got everything.
This is worth reading every week...
'Do you remember,' he went on, 'writing in your diary, "Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four"?''Yes,' said Winston.
O'Brien held up his left hand, its back towards Winston, with the thumb hidden and the four fingers extended.
'How many fingers am I holding up, Winston?'
'Four.'
'And if the party says that it is not four but five -- then how many?'
'Four.'
The word ended in a gasp of pain. The needle of the dial had shot up to fifty-five. The sweat had sprung out all over Winston's body. The air tore into his lungs and issued again in deep groans which even by clenching his teeth he could not stop. O'Brien watched him, the four fingers still extended. He drew back the lever. This time the pain was only slightly eased.
'How many fingers, Winston?'
'Four.'
The needle went up to sixty.
'How many fingers, Winston?'
'Four! Four! What else can I say? Four!'
The needle must have risen again, but he did not look at it. The heavy, stern face and the four fingers filled his vision. The fingers stood up before his eyes like pillars, enormous, blurry, and seeming to vibrate, but unmistakably four.
'How many fingers, Winston?'
'Four! Stop it, stop it! How can you go on? Four! Four!'
'How many fingers, Winston?'
'Five! Five! Five!'
'No, Winston, that is no use. You are lying. You still think there are four. How many fingers, please?'
'Four! five! Four! Anything you like. Only stop it, stop the pain!'
Abruptly he was sitting up with O'Brien's arm round his shoulders. He had perhaps lost consciousness for a few seconds. The bonds that had held his body down were loosened. He felt very cold, he was shaking uncontrollably, his teeth were chattering, the tears were rolling down his cheeks. For a moment he clung to O'Brien like a baby, curiously comforted by the heavy arm round his shoulders. He had the feeling that O'Brien was his protector, that the pain was something that came from outside, from some other source, and that it was O'Brien who would save him from it.
'You are a slow learner, Winston,' said O'Brien gently.
'How can I help it?' he blubbered. 'How can I help seeing what is in front of my eyes? Two and two are four.'
'Sometimes, Winston. Sometimes they are five. Sometimes they are three. Sometimes they are all of them at once. You must try harder. It is not easy to become sane.'
‘They can never be “too big.”’
Exactly!
My eyes were opened in the early 90s. I was old school raised in the 50's when social workers didn't have a degree or a union and most were truly motivated by altruism to aid the poor, steering them to both private and governmental assistance.
So I was stunned learn that an SW degree allowed one to practice therapy. This happened at a lunch in NYC with my then fiancee and an SW friend of hers. Listened the SW describe how she actively lied on welfare/assistance program applications for illegal aliens, immigration applications and her Marxist views. Subsequent discussions with my gf revealed how morally corrupt both SW and the mental health professions had become The gender fluid had quietly taken over the APA leadership well before the release of the DSM that removed homosexuality from the disorder list. Just as the Human Resource folks had.
Transvestite acceptance at the corporate level in NYC occurred in the mid 70's. Saw that at Chembank HQ during a consulting job for interior renovations. Two screaming loud ugly drama queens in the corporate cafeteria. Both fore runners of Big Mike. SMH!
They have got to everything.
Which is why it exited the news cycle, pronto.
Had white males designed it, there would be a national memorial and holiday to remember the day of collapse (which would never have happened).
My SIL, Who is very liberal (but not evil), was a social worker in Atlanta for a while, and burned out rapidly over the manipulation of the system and abuse. Now she volunteers driving people to get cancer treatments.
LOVE your tag line!!!
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