Just my various thoughts on my main areas of interest: mind, brain functions, consciousness, technology, travel, food, hamburgers, wine, champagne, high-end hotels, frequent flyer programs, credit card programs, cheap philosophy (the kind that you would not spend money to read) etc... It's all written in English by a French culture shifter living in France. This blog also features hamburger photography, food porn & absurdity. It may be offensive to intellectuals & aesthetes.
Showing posts with label Rappers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rappers. Show all posts
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Imagine A World Where Shrinks Are Rappers
In my constant quest to reach Absurdity Nirvana, I had this vision of a world where psychotherapists would be rappers. Wouldn't it be great?
Imagine if you were to go see a shrink and they were dressed like Snoop Doggy Dog with a huge pimp rapper bling dollar sign chain around their neck, wearing basketball apparel and a hat. Wouldn't it be cool if during a psychotherapy session instead of saying "I understand you feel anger toward your mom", they were to say "Yo G., your mom was a bi-atch"?
Another example: "It sounds like you have unresolved issues with your father" would translate into: "Yo, crank it, smoke that MFer".
Best of all, would be to spot your shrink on a week-end driving his hummer, blasting the whole neighborhood with Snoop Doggy Dog's music and shouting "Yo Freud iz in da houz".
Food for absurd thoughts, right?
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