Friday 13 May 2011

Here's to the crazy ones

Calling it an illness is one of the dark tragedies of modern society.

In the main most human behaviour isn't an illness. Neither is suffering, personality or individuality. Experience of consciousness and reality are also not always biological illnesses.

Of course there are neurological differences between people. Life events and general condition can shape the brain. The modern brain has probably changed a lot since the human brains from a few centuries ago. Our intelligence levels surpass even the previous generation.

But difference does not mean illness. This is where psychiatry is a pseudoscience. Different races have much more variable biology and a social disability could be applied to why, for example, black people did worse off three centuries ago. But being black is not an illness and the disability is because they were slaves.

They were thought to be subhuman which is why black people were subjugated and enslaved. It's a very different model of slavery to the Romans who enslaved conquered people but made no bones about them being subhuman.

The mentally ill have seen history repeat itself. The darkest thing is the idea it is an illness though this construct is useful because in an uncompassionate society which believes normal behaviour is docile robotic banality this lie creates a reason to forgive.

Instead they call it an illness to be dealt with by doctors. This profession has the highest status of any. They are assumed to only do good things and never harm.

But they harm. Time and again. Over the course of two centuries terrible things have been done to the mentally ill by doctors. The harms were not malice but stupidity. They too were fooled into using the principles of illness when in fact they were medicalising the human condition.

Pseudoscience is a word often used in the progressive movement on psychiatric research. The human condition is reduced to simplistic ideas of normal behaviour then new illnesses are created as the system shrinks the definition of normal.

The masses accept this. They accept the simplistic solutions and allow psychiatric dullards to come up with nothing new.

The masses hope for solutions their doctors can't offer. They hope for relief from distress from a system which is not grounded in the science of distress. It regulates behaviour and offers treatments to regulate behaviour. It hides social control and behavioural modification as treatment of illness...unless anyone bothers to independently research treatment.

Thankfully the human spirit will never die. Neither will independent thought and the crazy ones who obsess to find real answers outside the consensus thought.

These are the crazy ones too. Crazy enough to think for themselves. Though they suffer alone and strive against barrier after barrier they're the ones who'll create the next system, the one which I hope will no longer subjugate human difference and indivudality.

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