THE DICTIONARY OF DISORDER
http://www.newyorker.com/fact/content/?050103fa_fact
In the mid-nineteen-forties, Robert Spitzer, a mathematically
minded boy of fifteen, began weekly sessions of Reichian
psychotherapy. Wilhelm Reich was an Austrian psychoanalyst and
a student of Sigmund Freud who, among other things, had
marketed a device that he called the orgone accumulator—an
iron appliance, the size of a telephone booth, that he claimed
could both enhance sexual powers and cure cancer. Spitzer had
asked his parents for permission to try Reichian analysis, but
his parents had refused—they thought it was a sham—and so
he decided to go to the sessions in secret. He paid five
dollars a week to a therapist on the Lower East Side of
Manhattan, a young man willing to talk frankly about the
single most compelling issue Spitzer had yet encountered:
women. Spitzer found this methodical approach to the enigma of
attraction both soothing and invigorating. The real draw of
the therapy, however, was that it greatly reduced Spitzer’s
anxieties about his troubled family life: his mother was a
“professional patient” who cried continuously, and his
father was cold and remote. Spitzer, unfortunately, had
inherited his mother’s unruly inner life and his father’s
repressed affect; though he often found himself overpowered by
emotion, he was somehow unable to express his feelings. The
sessions helped him, as he says, “become alive,” and he
always looked back on them with fondness. It was this
experience that confirmed what would become his guiding
principle: the best way to master the wilderness of emotion
was through systematic study and analysis.
Robert Spitzer isn’t widely known outside the field of
mental health, but he is, without question, one of the most
influential psychiatrists of the twentieth century. It was
Spitzer who took the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of
Mental Disorders—the official listing of all mental diseases
recognized by the American Psychiatric Association (A.P.A.)—and
established it as a scientific instrument of enormous power.
Because insurance companies now require a DSM diagnosis for
reimbursement, the manual is mandatory for any mental-health
professional seeking compensation.
It’s also used by the court system to help determine
insanity, by social-services agencies, schools,
prisons, governments, and, occasionally, as a plot device on
“The Sopranos.” This magnitude of cultural authority,
however, is a relatively recent phenomenon. Although the DSM
was first published in 1952 and a second edition (DSM-II) came
out in 1968, early versions of the document were largely
ignored. Spitzer began work on the third version (DSM-III) in
1974, when the manual was a spiral-bound paperback of a
hundred and fifty pages. It provided cursory descriptions of
about a hundred mental disorders, and was sold primarily to
large state mental institutions, for three dollars and fifty
cents. Under Spitzer’s direction—which lasted through the
DSM-III, published in 1980, and the DSM-IIIR (“R” for
“revision”), published in 1987—both the girth of the DSM
and its stature substantially increased. It is now nine
hundred pages, defines close to three hundred mental
illnesses, and sells hundreds of thousands of copies, at
eighty-three dollars each. But a mere description of the
physical evolution of the DSM doesn’t fully capture what
Spitzer was able to accomplish. In the course of defining more
than a hundred mental diseases, he not only revolutionized the
practice of psychiatry but also gave people all over the
United States a new language with which to interpret their
daily experiences and tame the anarchy of their emotional
lives.
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A Chemical also Mimics
Psychiatric Disorder
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Quote,
"It’s also used by the court system to help determine
insanity"
The chemical I've been learning about mimics true psychiatric
disorder. I think that there are some in mental institutions
today who have only been poisoned by 2-butoxyethanol.
It does a lot of bad things to people
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I suspect it for being the root cause of many cancers; and the
cause of 'gulf war syndrome' Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Chronic
Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome and a lot of other things
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Maybe even SIDS - That's what I think
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Maybe even neuroblastoma such as Alex had 
(the
girl with the lemonade stand)
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I wonder if there really is a cure out there... for the
autoimmune hemolytic anemia that will be there ... beneath the
other things it can cause? Wouldn't it be sad if there really
has been a cure found, but because the medical industry makes
so much money on people being sick, they haven't told us about
it?
(Someone
I respect said that this was the case. It is very hard to
believe)
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There was a fine gulf war vet who checked himself into a VA
psychiatric institution on Christmas Eve day last year. I
don't suppose his 2 boys had a very good Christmas then. He
said it didn't help. I'm glad he got out. www.valdezlink.com/gwv/chad.htm
More about Chad
Why did I study 2-butoxyethanol?
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Oh, and I suspect it for causing deaths of Soldiers in Iraq
with 'pneumonia' last year.
Whatever you do, soldier, don't
walk into the ARMS room if there's any Corexit leaking!
states 'shatteredLife2,'
"I did spend a lot of time in the arms room and there was
a barrel of something (50 gal.) I do slightly remember
something in that room... I didn't know what it was though. It
also seems like something was leaking... my mind is so messed
up I just don't recall things correctly? there may have been a
wet place on the floor-- I'll have to try and think back? I
believe it was blue though.
I felt fine though while in the arms room. It is what came
afterwards though, the gray skin with a red tint to it,
bloodshot red eyes, joint pain, body aches, headache, chest
pain, nausea, dizziness, malaise, lassitude, disoriented,
confused, rapid heart rate, fever, breathing problems,
nervousness, yellow thick mucus poured from both nostrils, and
severe coughing, and severe fatigue, and I felt 80 years old
and had to grab onto the railing after I went up a flight of
stairs. I was totally exhausted and my lungs filled with
fluid and showed up on the x-ray as totally black in both
lobes. I was admitted immediately to the hospital where I
stayed for 7 days sick as heck!" 6-13-04
In arms room - blue 50 gal drums - Corexit?
Corexit was sold to the military. It is a very bad mix that is
38% ethylene glycol monobutyl ether and may also have ethylene
oxide ... at least some.
With the red eyes, the puddle of it on the floor possibly?
This could be the exposure that has cause this illness
It will make ones body shut down with too much exposure to it.
The arms room, that's it
The arms room!
rapid heart rate? yes this is what 2-butoxyethanol does -
quickly causes hemolytic anemia
Lungs filled with fluid? this is a chemical
pneumonia what they would say now as the soldiers in Iraq
are dying of pneumonia (more correctly it is pulmonary edema)
... I bet this is what is going on & have felt so from the
day I first heard of it.
There is a painter I met from Canada last month who said he
knew his kidney cancer was from paint. I said, yes, most
likely. I asked him if he had flu-like symptoms. He said, 'no'
dizziness. When the red blood cells are dying off you are
loosing the oxygen that they would carry ... that would be the
dizziness & a significant symptom.
At the hot temperatures in Iraq, there's no telling how
volatile this chemical would be. I wonder what in the world
the military thinks this is good for. It is a horrible
experimental chemical invention of the Exxon Valdez oil spill
cleanup and not even selected for use; but since, there is
MSDS information that it has been sold to the Dept of Defense,
to Australia for their 1995 oil spill cleanup and dumped from
airplanes for the Karachi oil spill. Horrible
poison/pesticide/solvent that is a hazardous waste, per my
thoughts and should be disposed of as such. Not transported,
not stored, not used for anything!
www.valdezlink.com/hi.htm
www.valdezlink.com/inipol/pages/2-butoxy_msds.htm
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January 1, 2005
Happy
New Year!
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