? shit in a box, spoon it into whatever container they give you, seal up container, dump box contents down loo, throw away the spoon and the container... nope, don't see a problem.
Unless you have the runs, (which I suppose you might).
You've lived with dogs and cats so must have had to clean up after them on occasion?
I'm intrigued - what exactly was so horrible about the experience. Yo dont' *have* to answer if you don't want to..
oh i completely get it. i was once in a club where two people were publically getting a lot of pleasure out of dealing with each others...i really don't get that one. Takes all sorts of course, this thread might be providing minutes of auto-erotic pleasure for some of your audience.
Oh, if I can give a helping hand to the coprophiliacs in the audience then that's fine by me :->
I'm interested to notice that I've now given up completely on trying to persuade people of emotional things. That's definitely a step forward - and seems to be new to the last 6 months or so.
Whereas I don't kniow HOW you did that "cleaning up after the dog with diahorrhea on the train " thing.. I'd jut have got off the train and fled the country for preference..
Meh. People deal with things just as bad, if not worse, on a regular basis. I know it's possible, and therefore I know I can do it. I just really don't like it.
actually not primarily intended as a joke, the envious and destructive child, in Kleinian stuff, projects its shit into the bad breast of the one who refuses to nurture us. Klein is really visceral and primal in her psychic imagery, breasts dripping milk covered in angry shit (I think we might just have turned on more masturbators).
So looking after your own shit, not projecting your emotions onto others, and not expecting them to "get" yours is actually a very classic sign of growth.
I think I'd rather die of some sort of horrific disease than collect my own shit. I have enough trouble with urine samples. In fact, I'm generally not good on bodily fluids. Unless it's girl-juice. Or blood. Or plasma and pus are okay.
depends, i think our reaction to it says something about our own psychic ecomomy. I look at Klein and think, yep, sounds about right, but thats because i know that part of me is all about the body and the fluids and the envy and the filth. If you fancy yourself a bit more rarified and narrative then go for Jung, if you fancy yourself as a creature eterenally alientated from itself by the monstrous imposition of language, go to Lacan (or Zizek) etc.
It's like different people reaction to their own shit.
That's possible because people _do_ grit their teeth and bear it?
And I have nothing against metaphors - just against people who take them too seriously. It's the age old mistake of building a metaphor that works in and of itself, but then trying to build on it/extend it as if it were literally true.
IMO, emotions still benefit from explanation and examination. You can neither just run with them or ignore/run counter to them. You can neither just accept other people's (and the resultant actions) or ignore/reject/disregard them.
Some things can be explained and shared, some can't. It's interesting to try, usually...
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