

What I remember most from my dalliance are two bizarre experiments on human behaviour. Psychology at the undergraduate level was largely the study of studies undertaken by solemn men and women in white lab coats observing how white mice reacted to various stimuli and deprivations, mice standing in for people in what I think was an ironic statement on both university life and larger society in general. I was working my way backwards through the "Ps." I treaded water in the psychology faculty long enough to get close to fulfilling the degree requirements before moving on to, I believe, philosophy. For a couple of semesters, I studied psychology. In my quest to remain a student instead of a soldier during the Vietnam war, I flitted like a butterfly between various majors.

No, me too, and how our disappointment in not getting what we want, or, as is often the case, even what we need, leads to the likes of Trump, Ford, Kenney, et.al., goose stepping us down the road to intolerant totalitarianism. It isn't really even about corrupt politicians. Ford in Ontario demonstrating in puzzling detail Ontarians could, in fact, do worse than giving Bob Rae a majority government.īut this week's piffle isn't about literature. We seem to have a plague of corrupt talking animals running the show, from The Orange One laying waste to the U.S. Either way, it's not a half-bad explanation for what seems to be going on in the world right now. Either that or never trust talking animals. I'm pretty sure that was the high point of George Orwell's Animal Farm.
