Friday, May 27, 2022

Expect betrayal from the social work schools.

 A lot of insurance dollars come from DSM classifications for mental disorders but many social work schools are well into a transition from their once life-saving medical support to a new stance of tearing up thousands of people’s mental health as their altered mission of so called racial justice. Some of it is kind of obvious but when you are actually in social work school it can be slow to dawn on you.  You just think that everyone would be there to help people but there is a “white fragility” narrative that includes unexpected rejoicing at the one in four mental health crisis and even better than that, increasing rates of autism behind a lot of the new white poverty.  But white poverty is actually not discussed that much as the people barking at you to not touch their hair literally are petted like animals by the liberal curriculum and then sicced like dogs onto conservatives. I wouldn’t go for it myself, but promoting anti-white racism is actually one of the main recruitment strategies to attract the diverse student population they are so proud of, so some perspectives are already established beforehand and then reinforced with the tuition money of people who don’t get scholarships for assuming everyone else is biased. How much detail would be good to share in a post like this? In a way, despite all the obscure reference citations and dense articles in an out-of-reach curriculum, it’s not that complicated.  It is middle school level harassment.  But when you are there, you can’t help but believe some of what they teach, and it is normal to suspect yourself of being racist as you risk your life every day to go to internships in dangerous neighborhoods full of the now government funded drug dealers and child abusers.  However, the lies eventually wear off and you figure out that it’s not so much that you are racist, per se, but that you are white… and they are racist. “Ha ha,” all the people who aren’t reading this blog say.  “This is exactly what we were trying to tell you.”  But unfortunately, resentment like this is exactly what I paid for when I earned the 80-thousand-dollar dirty buddhism license that I can’t ever use because my social work school taught my whole city to discriminate against me on the basis of… everything about me.

Sunday, February 6, 2022

"No Can't Do, Mr. McFeely"

 Spectrums have become popular in academia during recent times to explain complicated things, especially mental disorders involving a 3D wrinkled blob of jello. I actually think it's not that useful of a construct, even for autism and especially for bipolar disorder, which already had a good name of "manic depression."  Kay Redfield Jameson was by far the leading scholar and published a huge encyclopedia by that name, but almost exactly after she did, rich white child abusing doctors who had not yet discovered opioid drug dealing opportunities started peddling a new  name of "bipolar disorder." Of course it seemed like genius, since happy is simply the exact opposite of sad, isn't it?  I mean, some people don't learn that until they are four years old.  But anyway, I just want to add another spectrum to the mix, which I think sometimes really is measurable by degrees, and that is the "I don't care" / "I can't care" spectrum.  It has to do with people only being able to take so much, and how some people's "don't seem to care" is really a matter of having cared so much that they maxed out.  And there is simply nothing left.  I'm not suggesting that everyone start saying "I can't care," when they can't come through on whatever the next demand is for their attention, because I think that can still hurt the people needing help.  But when people are assessing how much to blame themselves for certain limits of strength and heart, then it might be useful for them to know themselves that their feeling of not caring enough actually might have a mix of "can't" in it, and they might be the ones in need.