In Session (4)

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. I tried to warn him about how certain people want to choke the aggrieved. Not everybody, but about one in eleven people have this compulsion to strangle aggrievement if it becomes unrelenting. So I have an hour to answer mail. What’s this?</p><p id="4251"><i>“Fuck you, Layman. You might be a big mother fucker but I’ve got a gun.” </i>That is from, “… <i>your neighbor at … 585 Eastwood.”</i> No need to dignify that with an answer, what’s this one? <i>“I keep thinking that you could just hold my ass in your hands and lift me up like a bar belle …”</i> Put that aside for later … and moving along … <i>“Why did you make up Clit Eastwood? Do you get off being superior by making fun of other peoples’ genitalia?” </i>Let’s see … that is from a women’s support group at the state prison. I should answer that one honestly. <i>“I needed the referrals.”</i></p><p id="6ec0"><a href="undefined">Shadowgnosis</a></p><p id="77d6"><a href="undefined">Adelia Ritchie</a></p><div id="0ef8" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/in-session-3-ffa3f0b05667"> <div> <div> <h2>In Session 3</h2> <div><h3>“This culture is a pool of piranhas beneath a statue of Mother Mary” (The Layman)</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div>

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The secret journals of a lay psychiatrist

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Sometimes I think about an unlived life, where I’m not the size of a bear. I guess every few generations a Scotch Irish family gets an atavism like me, who likes the aria from Madame Butterfly while high on ecstasy, and then goes in the ring and bodyslams a horse. Not the next day maybe but the day after that. Since I’ve been sharing my secret journals I don’t get hate mail so much as WTF? mail. People are puzzled. Here’s one now:

“Fuck you Layman, for body slamming horses. And that piece you did on Clit was a hit, and I don’t mean it was popular, I mean it was a hit piece on bipolar sexuality. I know where you live and I’ve got a rifle with a scope.” That one is signed, “your neighbor at 666 Eastwood.”

Let me just quickly reply to this, “Clit and the horse are in my stable of characters now and I’ll body slam them if I want to. Fuck you and your pet donkey too.”

I don’t have anything else to do now because my two o’clock died in Red Robin, choked to death right at the table. By a waiter. I tried to warn him about how certain people want to choke the aggrieved. Not everybody, but about one in eleven people have this compulsion to strangle aggrievement if it becomes unrelenting. So I have an hour to answer mail. What’s this?

“Fuck you, Layman. You might be a big mother fucker but I’ve got a gun.” That is from, “… your neighbor at … 585 Eastwood.” No need to dignify that with an answer, what’s this one? “I keep thinking that you could just hold my ass in your hands and lift me up like a bar belle …” Put that aside for later … and moving along … “Why did you make up Clit Eastwood? Do you get off being superior by making fun of other peoples’ genitalia?” Let’s see … that is from a women’s support group at the state prison. I should answer that one honestly. “I needed the referrals.”