Word: couching
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Dates: during 1950-1950
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Count to Seven. To exorcise such a demon engram, the dianetics patient lolls on a couch or easy chair in a dimly lit room. The auditor says: "When I count from one to seven your eyes will close." He keeps counting to seven until the patient's eyes close. (The patient, says Hubbard, is still awake but in "reverie.") In a typical procedure, the auditor may next command: "Let us return to your fifth birthday." The patient's mind is then supposed to slip back along its "time track" to that birthday. Having "returned," he "relives" the experience...
...persuaded to audit an actor's wife who had suffered from migraine. Says Dessler: "She was suffering a severe headache, but it wasn't like migraine. It seemed to be sharp and on either side of the head. Finally, she actually experienced birth. She crouched on the couch in foetal position with her head between her knees." She attributed the pain she felt to the pull of the forceps on her head. Having relived her birth, her migraine disappeared...
...cafeteria was jammed. At the television sets in the lounge, a large cosmopolitan-looking crowd watched the antics of two children's puppets named Foodini and Pinhead, later switched to the ball game at the Yankee Stadium. Weary John Chang went to sleep sitting up on a couch near the bar, his chin resting on his briefcase...
...first time this year and King George, Queen Elizabeth and Princess Margaret visited Stratford-on-Avon for the Shakespeare birthday celebrations. Backstage, the King noticed that the Order of the Garter had been improperly laid out on Actor Anthony Quayle's Henry VIII costume. Sitting down on the couch, he told Quayle to roll up his trouser legs, fitted it on correctly with his own hands. Meanwhile Princess Elizabeth was also celebrating a birthday-her 24th-with the Duke of Edinburgh, on duty with the British Fleet at Malta. In the midst of the festivities, the party almost broke...
Modern art was on the couch last week. A Viennese psychiatrist, Dr. Eva Henrich, had shown 30 pictures to a panel of 158 rank & file Viennese. Half the works were by modernist painters-Picasso, Max Ernst, Yves Tanguy, Enrico Donati and Joán Miró. The other half were by schizophrenic patients in mental hospitals. Asked to decide which were the outpourings of patients and which the works of artists, the panel scored a perfect zero. They were right half the time, wrong the other half-or no better than they might have been if they had closed their...