THE BASIC POLITICAL UNIT OF A SOCIETY INFLUENCES PSYCHOLOGY (WHOLE)

It is easy for people to react naively to products of different cultural and historical settings because they expect other people's psychological states to mirror their own.  However, those brought up in modern circumstances, within the control of the nuclear family, have a different psychological structure and different expectations than those brought up in another historical context entirely.  The levels of emotional expressiveness, individualism and reactiveness to parental devices will be very different in a more traditional context (i.e one where the nuclear family has not become the fundamental unit of power).   Therefore a lot of interpretations of others, cross-culturally, can be misreadings.

Part 2 of PRIMARY POLITICAL STRUCTURES

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Back in the infantry stage, three of us had departed on a mission.  The enemy were after us, but we thought there's three to three and there is time to escape.  A long clearing, with soft green grass about a foot high and then fifty metres away a thick forest.  The enemy were charging us on foot and we had little time to respond.  It was still an even chance, I kept saying, an even fighting chance.   Then on the distant road I saw the cavalry, the elimination of even our slim chances.  Military vehicles were charging down the road, about five in a row, equipped with weapons.  We slammed our hips into the grass and expected to die.  Nothing.  We desperately made the extra five or six metres into the trees and grabbed the branches to suspend ourselves inside them.  There we expected to be shot to death for sure, but nothing happened.  We had been cloaked in invisibility.

That was the first reprieve we'd had in the infantry stage.  Later we were no so lucky.  We were captured and brought here.  But still we had the notion that nobody really knew who we were, that the cloak of invisibility could descend at any moment, making us our own people again, completely free but impossible to understand.

We knew only one thing, that we would live or die together, that we were inseparable.   Even in this prison.   They could taunt us all the liked and tell us everything would stay the same until the moment we grew old and died a natural death, but we were used to miracles.   We had only to wait for one.

Part 1 of PRIMARY POLITICAL STRUCTURES

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Once I gave my father the very rough copy of his memoir, the major burden of my responsibility was lifted.  Before that I had been having terrible dreams  and very painful sensations when I became overtired. I punish myself worse when I am tired, because having spent all my energies, I feel frail, and this is not the standard of robust physical fitness my father expected of me.  My father had channeled his sense of blame toward me he required me to make up to him his own mother's failings in attention.

When I completed my own memoir finally, using sections of his own writing to fill in some of the missing historical and psychological details, I felt artistic satisfaction finally.  It was complete.  I had no longer any nagging self-doubts as I had had before.

Then recently I re-released my original memoir, which is in a relatively immature voice compared to the more advanced one.  At this point I felt that my younger, less jaded and wearied self rejoiced.  Suddenly I had an injection of energy and youth that I had been missing for a few years.  Clearly my younger self was thanking me.

The most significant change these days is that I lie down on the bed and dream and have no nightmares.  For years I had them all the time, as the urgency to get this work done built up.  The nightmares were not about writing, but about suffering of a sort that could not be communicated.  It used to be as if my brain had started to implode.

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