Celebrating the Anti-Psychiatry Movement
The labour and the wounds are vain,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
And as things have been, they remain.
When daylight comes, comes in the light,
In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
But westward, look, the land is bright.
(“Say not the struggle nought availeth”, by Arthur Hugh Clough, 1848)
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On November 14, 2020, a regular reader and commenter on my posts, who uses the handle registeredforthissite, posted a comment which ended with this:
“When people end up suffering due to psychiatry, they end up here, but it’s still a niche minority.
Also, I’ve noticed for the last many years, it’s the same old commenters (including myself) who post here. Lots of comments. But very few commenters. Hardly a drop in a massive ocean.
The Crimson has covered its fair share of quarantine pop culture: the âTwilightâ renaissance, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez playing âAmong Usâ on Twitch, that week where everyone was literally just drawing and reposting fruit on their Instagram stories. If these trends have taught us anything, itâs that nobody can predict what will emerge from this creative crucible of quarantine. To quote a former arts chair, âNietzsche was wrong. God is very much alive,â and 2020âs Twitter headlines are just His Mad Libs.
One of His preferred Mad Libs prompts, it seems, is Proper Noun: The Musical, which has spawned such classics as Avatar: The Last Airbender: The Musical and Grocery Store: The Musical. Both musicals came into being entirely on TikTok, with users taking advantage of the appâs duet feature to join in (Grocery Store: The Musical, for example, stars @another.blonde as âMom,â @ireallylikemusica1s as âEmployee,â and @igorandwh