tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post111685497391752974..comments2024-03-02T05:18:13.619-05:00Comments on standBy Bert: Mary Kay Le Tourneau FualauuuuElizabeth Cranehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12506529878062016297noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1166308139571362402006-12-16T17:28:00.000-05:002006-12-16T17:28:00.000-05:00Have you forgotten that Mary has bipolar disorder?...Have you forgotten that Mary has bipolar disorder? The whole situation is classic behavior for those with that condition. One of my family members also has it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1117548129535480182005-05-31T09:02:00.000-05:002005-05-31T09:02:00.000-05:00Oh, I totally forgot about Amy Fisher. Oy. I do ...Oh, I totally forgot about Amy Fisher. Oy. <BR/>I do have to admit I had an elaborate fantasy of romancing Robert Downey Jr. while he was jail. But I had a long-term preexisting crush on him at that point, and the truth is I preferred my dysfunctional relationships not to involve bars. Much easier to complete fulfilling obsession factor if I can picture them with other girls or wonder endlessly why they're not calling.Elizabeth Cranehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12506529878062016297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1117022820142646022005-05-25T07:07:00.000-05:002005-05-25T07:07:00.000-05:00Maybe I'd call it Psychobabbleblog. Rolls off the ...Maybe I'd call it Psychobabbleblog. Rolls off the tongue kinda nicely....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1116966958714820422005-05-24T15:35:00.000-05:002005-05-24T15:35:00.000-05:00Yes, there has got to be a big Oedipal thing going...Yes, there has got to be a big Oedipal thing going on, and you really clarified things for me in your second paragraph. It may be legal, but without a team of therapists, they and their kids are a disaster in the making. Just thinking about how they're going to explain how they met when the kids get older... oy.<BR/>Ted, try to stay out of jail. Some of us hit our really great guy phase later than others. And I personally never had an incarcerated guy phase.<BR/>PS I think you should get your own blog! And that goes for you too, Ms. M!Elizabeth Cranehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12506529878062016297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1116960688512327152005-05-24T13:51:00.000-05:002005-05-24T13:51:00.000-05:00Your question or parallel hypothesis about Stockho...Your question or parallel hypothesis about Stockholm Syndrome is an awfully interesting one. It's so hard to say...dare I say impossible...to really know what's going on from the distance of television and the fact that, you know, I've never met the woman (duh). If you work backwards, people would question the 42-year-old with a 22-year-old thing, but they would allow it. And probably rightfully so. But this obviously didn't start that way and it was born (literally) out of something that is worthy of deep, deep analysis. The Freudian/Oedipal overtones aren't too hard to see. Now could there be some identification with the "mother" following the Oedipal victory? Sure. But that, too, will have enormous and painful consequenses down the road, even if everybody is putting the happy happy joy joy on their faces right now. (The guilt that these people will feel one day will be debilitating, if you accept the Oedipal victory as fact...the superego won't allow the victory without a high price to be paid.) <BR/><BR/>Nobody that is that neurotic (dare I say there is some psychosis here? yeah.) is going to navigate this into a healthy relationship and a secure household for the two children. Like I said in my first post...plenty of pain on the way for all involved. They need a team of therapists. That said, they're not breaking any laws and there is nothing illegal about being so screwed up that you marry your former 6th grade student. Coupla screwed up kids on the way, though.<BR/><BR/>Deb, nice to meet you. I'm a pretend psychologist, in that I have a long, long way to go before I really know what I'm talking about. So disregard everything I type.<BR/><BR/>And Bets, are you telling me that if I were incarcerated I'd have a better chance at getting a date? Sheesh...talk about going to any lengths...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1116944725029079122005-05-24T09:25:00.000-05:002005-05-24T09:25:00.000-05:00Thanks for the thoughtful comments, guys. (Ted, me...Thanks for the thoughtful comments, guys. (Ted, meet Debra, Debra, Ted.) I know, of course, that me and MKLeTuFu are not alike, what with the whole my not being sexually interested in children thing, I don't relate or empathise with her (plus when Ben was twelve, I was in the midst of my tortured actor phase, and when he was twenty I was in my tortured hipster phase, so by the time we met when he was twenty-eight, I was ready for my really great guy phase, which I'm happy to announce is my last one) it's more that I'm just kind of fascinated by what seems to be a tiny bit of gray area here. As you both say, she is disturbed, and at best, their relationship has a solid foundation in dysfunction. I wonder, having watched this special on Patty Hearst last night, if for Vili, there isn't an element of something akin to Stockholm Syndrome going on, where you identify with your captors. Dr. Ted, thoughts? BTW, you totally nailed it on the advertising thing. Now there's some evil. Debra, I have never understood that thing about women marrying convicts either. I think both of those heinous Menendez brothers are married now!Elizabeth Cranehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12506529878062016297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10624981.post-1116884222351071382005-05-23T16:37:00.000-05:002005-05-23T16:37:00.000-05:00Despite appearances, there are precisely no simila...Despite appearances, there are precisely no similarities between the relationship in question and your own. None. The MKLeTuFu situation is a sad, complex, and dysfunctional relationship that is being played out in pop culture because ET (and the like) can sell commercials around it. Is there real love between the two? That gets into philisophical questions that are far too complex for my poor brain to wrestle with. I always feel sad for people in these situations because I think they have years of pain left to go through, and I don't want people to be in pain (in general...and the super of my building is excluded from that wish). So I feel bad for them on some existential level, and then I get mad at society for embracing their pain for the benefit of entertainment and commercial time. Yuck.<BR/><BR/>I think that's why I can't watch these banal reality shows that are designed around creating a crisis and showing somebody breaking down in tears while the camera zooms in and the plaintive acoustic guitar chimes along with our heartstrings. Manipulative and mean, if you ask me.<BR/><BR/>I'd rather watch baseball.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com