When I see myself through Freudian glasses, my behaviors, fears, and understanding suddenly make sense. I can see how I might have repressed certain feelings which, as an adult, have led me to behave neurotically; and I can see how cultures, in order to deal with social anxieties, create political institutions and cultivate their own forms of art. When I think of the world from a Freudian perspective, everything makes sense. When I read theorists like Adorno and Horkheimer, Freud makes even more sense.
But we're told that modern neuroscience has largely done away with Freud's ideas, or at least revised them so drastically that we wouldn't recognize them as belonging to Freud. What do we then do with the body of literature that seemed to clarify so much of our behavior, now that scientists are telling us that it's based on a pseudoscience?
In particular, I'm reading Hermann Hesse's novel Demian right now. It mirrors my own experiences of growing up, searching for meaning, and trying to overcome the...
The great poet W. H. Auden wrote, in "In Memory of Sigmund Freud": "If often he was wrong and, at times, absurd To us is no more a person Now but a whole climate of opinion." Freud's 'deepening' of the mind is now, I think--and rightly so--part of our 'folk psychology': that is, we understand each other at least in part in terms of categories derived from Freud. If the existence of the unconscious does not admit of 'scientific' confirmation--as its critics allege--or if those criticisms rest on overly narrow conceptions of what scientific confirmation amounts to--as its defenders allege--the fact is, as Auden's poem and considerable other work testifies, we live now in a post-Freudian age, and we now understand ourselves in terms of categories inherited from Freud. It has been claimed that Freud's categories have no more relevance to lived experience than the Greek gods, in response to which I simply ask you to consider whether the testimony of your own experience counts for or against the...
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