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But
we
like
to
think
that
there
is
a
goddess
inside
.
A
virgin
goddess
whom
none
of
us
has
ever
seen
,
nor
will
ever
see
.
We
call
her
Ashtaroth
the
Unseen
.
Your
training
in
literature
will
permit
you
,
I
am
sure
,
to
guess
at
her
meaning
.
And
through
her
at
our
,
us
humble
scientists
’
,
meaning
.
"
He
cleared
his
throat
.
"
Beyond
the
box
you
have
Dr
.
Joseph
Harrison
of
my
department
at
Idaho
,
and
of
whose
brilliant
study
of
characteristic
urban
Negro
neuroses
,
Black
and
White
Minds
,
you
may
have
heard
.
"
Joe
got
up
and
raised
his
hand
casually
.
"
Beyond
him
,
Dr
.
Anton
Mayer
,
at
present
working
in
Vienna
.
Beyond
him
,
Madame
Maurice
Conchis
,
whom
many
of
us
know
better
as
the
gifted
investigator
of
the
effects
of
wartime
traumata
on
refugee
children
.
I
speak
,
of
course
,
of
Dr
.
Annette
Kazanian
of
the
Chicago
Institute
.
"
I
refused
to
be
surprised
,
which
was
more
than
could
be
said
of
some
of
the
"
audience
,
"
who
murmured
and
leant
forward
to
look
at
"
Maria
.
"
"
Beyond
Madame
Conchis
,
you
see
Privatdocent
Thorvald
Jorgensen
of
Aalborg
University
.
"
The
"
colonel
"
stood
up
briskly
and
bowed
.
"
Beyond
him
you
have
Dr
.
Vanessa
Maxwell
.
"
Lily
looked
briefly
up
at
me
,
bespectacled
,
absolutely
without
expression
.
I
flicked
my
eyes
back
to
the
old
man
;
he
looked
at
his
colleagues
.
"
I
think
that
we
all
feel
the
success
of
the
clinical
side
of
our
enterprise
this
summer
is
very
largely
due
to
Dr
.
Maxwell
.
Dr
.
Marcus
had
akeady
told
me
what
to
expect
when
her
most
gifted
pupil
came
to
us
at
Idaho
.
But
I
should
like
to
say
that
never
have
my
expectations
been
so
completely
fulfilled
.
I
am
sometimes
accused
of
putting
too
much
stress
on
the
role
of
women
in
our
profession
.
Let
me
say
that
Dr
.
Maxwell
,
my
charming
young
colleague
Vanessa
,
confirms
what
I
have
always
believed
:
that
one
day
all
our
great
practicing
,
as
opposed
to
our
theoretical
,
psychiatrists
will
be
of
the
sex
of
Eve
.
"
There
was
applause
.
Lily
stared
down
at
the
table
in
front
of
her
and
then
,
when
the
clapping
had
died
down
,
she
glanced
at
the
old
man
and
murmured
,
"
Thank
you
.
"
He
turned
back
to
me
.
"
The
students
you
see
are
Austrian
and
Danish
research
students
from
Dr
.
Mayer
’
s
laboratory
and
from
Aalborg
.
I
think
we
all
speak
English
?
"
Some
said
,
yes
.
He
smiled
benignly
at
them
and
sipped
a
glass
of
water
.
"
Well
,
so
,
Mr
.
Urfe
,
you
will
have
guessed
our
secret
by
now
.
We
are
an
international
group
of
psychologists
,
which
I
have
the
honor
,
by
reason
of
seniority
simply
"
—
two
or
three
shook
their
heads
in
disagreement
—
"
to
lead
.
For
various
reasons
the
path
of
research
in
which
we
are
all
especially
interested
requires
us
to
have
subjects
that
are
not
volunteers
,
that
are
not
even
aware
that
they
are
subjects
of
an
experiment
.
We
are
by
no
means
united
in
our
theories
of
behavior
,
in
our
different
schools
,
but
we
are
united
in
considering
the
nature
of
the
experiment
is
such
that
it
is
better
that
the
subject
should
not
,
even
at
its
conclusion
,
be
informed
of
its
purpose
.
Though
I
am
sure
that
you
will
—
when
you
can
recollect
in
tranquillity
—
find
yourself
able
to
deduce
at
least
part
of
our
cause
from
our
effects
.
"
There
were
smiles
all
around
.
"
Now
.
We
have
had
you
,
these
last
three
days
,
under
deep
narcosis
and
the
material
we
have
obtained
from
you
has
proved
most
valuable
,
most
valuable
indeed
,
and
we
therefore
wish
first
of
all
to
show
our
appreciation
of
the
normality
you
have
shown
in
all
the
peculiar
mazes
through
which
we
have
made
you
run
.
"
The
whole
lot
of
them
stood
and
applauded
me
.
I
could
not
keep
control
any
longer
.
I
saw
Lily
and
Conchis
clapping
,
and
the
students
.
I
cocked
my
wrists
around
and
gave
them
a
double
V
-
sign
.
It
evidently
bewildered
the
old
man
,
because
he
turned
to
ask
Conchis
what
it
meant
.
The
clapping
died
down
.
Conchis
turned
to
the
supposed
woman
doctor
from
Edinburgh
.
She
spoke
in
a
strong
American
voice
.
"
The
sign
is
a
visual
equivalent
of
some
verbalization
like
’
Bugger
you
’
or
’
Up
your
arse
.
’
"
This
seemed
to
interest
the
old
man
.
He
repeated
the
gesture
,
watching
his
own
hand
.
"
But
did
not
Mr
.
Churchill
…
"
Lily
spoke
,
leaning
forward
.
"
It
is
the
upward
movement
that
carries
the
signal
,
Dr
.
Kretschmer
.
Mr
.
Churchill
’
s
victory
sign
was
with
the
hand
reversed
and
static
.
I
mentioned
it
in
connection
with
my
paper
on
’
direct
Anal
-
Erotic
Metaphor
in
Classical
Literature
.
"
"
Ah
.
Yes
.
I
recall
.
Ja
,
ja
.
"
Conchis
spoke
to
Lily
.
"
Pedicabo
ego
vos
et
irrumabo
,
Aureli
pathici
et
cinaedi
Furi
?
"
Lily
:
"
Precisely
.
"
Wimmel
-
Jorgensen
leant
forward
;
a
strong
accent
.
"
Is
there
no
doubt
a
connection
with
the
cuckold
gesture
?
"
He
put
finger
horns
on
his
head
.
"
I
did
suggest
,
"
said
Lily
,
"
that
we
may
suppose
a
castration
motive
in
the
insult
,
a
desire
to
degrade
and
humiliate
the
male
rival
which
would
of
course
be
finally
identifiable
with
the
relevant
stage
of
infantile
fixation
and
the
accompanying
phobias
.
"
I
flexed
muscles
,
rubbed
my
legs
together
,
forced
myself
to
stay
sane
,
to
deduce
what
reason
I
could
get
out
of
all
this
unreason
.
I
did
not
,
could
not
believe
that
they
were
psychologists
;
they
would
never
risk
giving
me
their
names
.
On
the
other
hand
they
must
be
brilliant
at
improvising
the
right
jargon
,
since
my
gesture
had
come
without
warning
.
Or
had
it
?
I
thought
fast
.
They
had
needed
my
gesture
to
cue
their
dialogue
;
and
it
happened
to
be
one
I
hadn
’
t
used
for
years
.
But
I
remembered
having
heard
that
one
could
make
people
do
things
after
hypnosis
,
on
a
pre
-
suggested
signal
.
It
would
have
been
easy
.
When
I
was
applauded
,
I
felt
forced
to
give
the
sign
.
I
must
be
on
my
guard
;
do
nothing
without
thinking
.
The
old
man
quietened
further
discussion
.
"
Mr
.
Urfe
,
your
significant
gesture
brings
me
to
our
purpose
in
all
meeting
you
here
.
We
are
naturally
aware
that
you
are
filled
with
deep
feelings
of
anger
and
hatred
towards
at
least
some
of
us
.
Some
of
the
repressed
material
we
have
discovered
reveals
a
different
state
of
affairs
,
but
as
my
colleague
Dr
.
Harrison
would
say
,
’
It
is
what
we
believe
we
live
with
that
chiefly
concerns
us
.
’
We
have
therefore
gathered
here
today
to
allow
you
to
judge
us
in
your
turn
.
This
is
why
we
have
placed
you
in
the
judge
’
s
seat
.
We
have
silenced
you
because
justice
should
be
mute
until
the
time
for
sentencing
comes
.
But
before
we
hear
your
judgment
on
us
,
you
must
permit
us
to
give
some
additional
evidence
against
ourselves
.
Our
real
justification
is
scientific
,
but
we
are
all
agreed
,
as
I
have
explained
,
that
the
requirements
of
good
clinical
practice
forbid
us
to
make
such
an
excuse
.
Now
I
call
on
Dr
.
Marcus
to
read
out
that
part
of
our
report
on
you
which
deals
with
you
not
as
a
subject
for
experiment
,
but
as
an
ordinary
human
being
.
Dr
.
Marcus
.
"
The
woman
from
Edinburgh
got
up
.
She
was
about
fifty
,
with
graying
hair
cut
boyishly
short
;
no
lipstick
,
a
hard
,
intelligent
quasi
-
lesbian
face
that
looked
as
if
it
had
singularly
little
patience
with
fools
.
She
began
to
read
in
a
belligerent
transatlantic
monotone
.
The
subject
of
our
1953
experiment
belongs
to
a
familiar
category
of
semi
-
intellectual
introversion
.
Although
excellent
for
our
purposes
his
personality
pattern
is
without
subsidiary
interest
.
The
most
significant
feature
of
his
life
style
is
negative
:
its
lack
of
social
content
.
The
motives
for
this
attitude
spring
from
an
only
partly
resolved
Oedipal
complex
.
The
subject
shows
characteristic
symptoms
of
mingled
fear
and
resentment
of
authority
,
especially
male
authority
and
the
usual
accompanying
basic
syndrome
:
an
ambivalent
attitude
towards
women
,
in
which
they
are
seen
both
as
desired
objects
and
as
objects
which
have
betrayed
him
,
and
therefore
merit
his
revenge
and
counterbetrayal
.
Time
has
not
allowed
us
to
investigate
the
subject
’
s
specific
womb
and
breast
separation
traumas
,
but
the
compensatory
mechanisms
he
has
evolved
are
so
frequent
among
so
-
called
intellectuals
that
we
may
posit
with
certainty
a
troubled
period
of
separation
from
the
maternal
breast
,
possibly
due
to
the
exigences
of
the
military
career
of
the
subject
’
s
father
,
and
a
very
early
identification
of
the
father
,
or
male
,
as
separator
—
a
role
which
Dr
.
Conchis
adopted
in
our
experiment
.
The
subject
has
then
never
been
able
to
accept
the
initial
loss
of
oral
gratification
and
maternal
protection
and
this
has
given
him
his
auto
-
erotic
approach
to
emotional
problems
and
life
in
general
.
The
subject
also
conforms
to
the
Adlerian
descriptions
of
siblingless
personality
traits
.
The
subject
has
preyed
sexually
and
emotionally
on
a
number
of
young
women
.
His
method
,
according
to
Dr
.
Maxwell
,
is
to
stress
and
exhibit
his
loneliness
and
unhappiness
—
in
short
,
to
play
the
little
boy
in
search
of
the
lost
mother
.
He
thereby
arouses
repressed
maternal
instincts
in
his
victims
which
he
then
proceeds
to
exploit
with
the
semi
-
incestuous
ruthlessness
of
this
type
.
In
the
usual
way
the
subject
identifies
God
with
the
father
figure
,
aggressively
rejecting
any
belief
in
him
.
He
has
careerwise
continually
placed
himself
in
situations
of
isolation
.
His
solution
of
his
fundamental
separation
anxiety
requires
him
to
cast
himself
as
the
rebel
and
outsider
.
His
unconscious
intention
in
seeking
this
isolation
is
to
find
a
justification
for
his
preying
on
women
and
also
for
his
withdrawal
from
any
community
orientated
in
directions
hostile
to
his
fundamental
needs
of
self
-
gratification
.
The
subject
’
s
family
,
caste
and
national
background
has
not
helped
in
the
resolution
of
his
problems
.
He
comes
of
a
military
family
,
in
which
there
were
a
large
number
of
taboos
resulting
from
a
strongly
authoritarian
paternal
regime
.
His
caste
in
his
own
country
,
that
of
the
professional
middle
class
,
Zwiemarm
’
s
technobourgeoisie
,
is
of
course
marked
by
an
obsessional
adherence
to
such
regimes
.
In
a
remark
to
Dr
.
Maxwell
the
subject
reported
that
"
All
through
my
adolescence
I
had
to
lead
two
lives
.
"
This
is
a
good
layman
’
s
description
of
environment
-
motivated
and
finally
consciously
induced
paraschizophrenia
—
"
madness
as
lubricant
,
"
in
Karen
Homey
’
s
famous
phrase
.
On
leaving
university
the
subject
put
himself
in
the
one
environment
he
would
not
be
able
to
tolerate
—
that
of
an
expensive
private
school
,
the
social
transmitter
of
all
those
paternalistic
and
authoritarian
traits
the
subject
hates
.
Predictably
he
then
felt
himself
forced
both
out
of
the
school
and
out
of
his
country
,
and
adopted
the
role
of
expatriate
,
though
he
insured
himself
against
any
valid
adjustment
by
once
again
choosing
an
environment
—
the
school
on
Phraxos
—
which
was
certain
to
provide
him
with
the
required
elements
of
hostility
.
His
work
there
is
academically
barely
adequate
and
his
relationship
with
his
colleagues
and
students
poor
.
To
sum
up
,
he
is
behaviorally
the
victim
of
a
repetition
compulsion
that
he
has
failed
to
understand
.
In
every
environment
he
looks
for
those
elements
that
allow
him
to
feel
isolated
,
that
allow
him
to
justify
his
withdrawal
from
meaningful
social
responsibilities
and
relationships
and
his
consequent
regression
into
the
infantile
state
of
frustrated
self
-
gratification
.
At
present
this
autistic
regression
takes
the
form
mentioned
above
,
of
affaires
with
young
women
.
Although
previous
attempts
at
an
artistic
resolution
have
apparently
failed
,
we
may
predict
that
further
such
attempts
will
be
made
and
that
there
will
be
the
normal
cultural
life
-
pattern
of
the
type
:
excessive
respect
for
iconoclastic
avant
-
garde
art
,
contempt
for
tradition
,
paranosic
sympathy
with
fellow
rebels
and
nonconformers
in
conflict
with
frequent
depressive
and
persecutory
phases
in
personal
and
work
relationships
.
As
Dr
.
Conchis
has
observed
in
his
The
Midcentury
Predicament
:
"
The
rebel
with
no
specific
gift
for
rebellion
is
destined
to
become
the
drone
;
and
even
this
metaphor
is
inexact
,
since
the
drone
has
at
least
a
small
chance
of
fecundating
the
queen
,
whereas
the
human
rebel
-
drone
is
deprived
even
of
that
small
chance
and
may
finally
see
himself
as
totally
sterile
,
lacking
not
only
the
brilliant
life
success
of
the
queens
but
even
the
humble
satisfactions
of
the
workers
in
the
human
hive
.
Such
a
personality
is
reduced
to
mere
wax
,
a
mere
receiver
of
impressions
;
and
this
condition
is
the
very
negation
of
the
basic
drive
in
him
—
to
rebel
.
It
is
no
wonder
that
in
middle
age
many
such
failed
rebels
,
rebels
turned
self
-
conscious
drones
,
aware
of
their
susceptibility
to
intellectual
vogues
,
adopt
a
mask
of
cynicism
that
cannot
hide
their
more
or
less
paranoiac
sense
of
having
been
betrayed
by
life
.
"
While
she
had
been
speaking
the
others
at
the
table
listened
in
their
various
ways
,
some
looking
at
her
,
others
sunk
in
contemplation
of
the
table
.
Lily
was
one
of
the
most
attentive
.
The
"
students
"
scribbled
notes
.
I
spent
all
my
time
staring
at
the
woman
,
who
never
once
looked
at
me
.
I
felt
full
of
spleen
,
of
hatred
of
all
of
them
.
There
was
some
truth
in
what
she
was
saying
.
But
I
knew
nothing
could
justify
such
a
public
analysis
,
even
if
it
were
true
;
just
as
nothing
could
justify
Lily
’
s
behavior
—
because
most
of
the
"
material
"
this
analysis
was
based
on
must
have
come
from
her
.
I
stared
at
her
,
but
she
would
not
look
up
.
I
knew
who
had
written
the
report
.
There
were
too
many
echoes
of
Conchis
.
I
was
not
misled
by
the
new
mask
.
He
was
still
the
master
of
ceremonies
,
the
man
behind
it
all
;
at
web
center
.
The
American
woman
sipped
water
from
a
glass
.
There
was
silence
;
evidently
the
report
was
not
finished
.
She
began
to
read
on
.
"
There
are
two
appendices
,
or
footnotes
.
One
comes
from
Professor
Ciardi
,
and
is
as
follows
:
’
I
dissent
from
the
view
that
the
subject
is
without
significance
outside
the
matter
of
our
experiment
.
In
my
view
one
may
anticipate
in
twenty
years
’
time
a
period
of
considerable
and
today
almost
unimaginable
prosperity
in
the
West
.
I
repeat
my
assertion
that
the
threat
of
a
nuclear
catastrophe
will
have
a
healthy
effect
on
Western
Europe
and
America
.
It
will
firstly
stimulate
economic
production
;
it
will
secondly
ensure
that
there
is
peace
;
it
will
thirdly
provide
a
constant
sense
of
real
danger
behind
every
moment
of
living
,
which
was
in
my
opinion
missing
before
the
last
war
and
so
contributed
to
it
.
Although
this
threat
of
war
may
do
something
to
counteract
the
otherwise
dominating
role
that
the
female
sex
must
play
in
a
peacetime
society
dedicated
to
the
pursuit
of
pleasure
,
I
predict
that
breast
-
fixated
men
like
the
subject
will
become
the
norm
.
We
are
entering
an
amoral
and
permissive
era
in
which
self
-
gratification
in
the
form
of
high
wages
and
a
wide
range
of
consumer
goods
obtained
and
obtainable
against
a
background
of
apparently
imminent
universal
doom
will
be
available
,
if
not
to
all
,
then
to
an
increasingly
large
majority
.
In
such
an
age
the
characteristic
personality
type
must
inevitably
become
auto
-
erotic
and
,
clinically
,
auto
-
psychotic
.
Such
a
person
will
be
for
economic
reasons
isolated
,
as
for
personal
ones
the
subject
is
today
,
from
direct
contact
with
the
evils
of
human
life
,
such
as
starvation
,
poverty
,
inadequate
living
conditions
,
and
the
rest
.
Western
homo
sapiens
will
become
homo
solitarius
.
Though
I
have
little
sympathy
as
a
fellow
human
being
for
the
subject
,
his
predicament
interests
me
as
a
social
psychologist
,
since
he
has
developed
precisely
as
I
would
expect
a
man
of
moderate
intelligence
but
little
analytical
power
,
and
virtually
no
science
,
to
develop
in
our
age
.
