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A New Angle on Viral Fear

c. 2010, Judith Acosta

One way to understand a culture is to see what it values. One way to know what that culture values is by what it is willing to pay or give up in order to have or obtain it. The “it” can be anything from a TV to a state of being. From the statistics available (*1), our culture places very little value on children, health, and education and a monumental value on a few people who actually do very little. It places far less on safety than it claims even though the media would have us believe otherwise and would inspire us to mortal viral fear in order to get us to keep buying.

Here’s an unbiased view of our values based on average national salaries:

Home Health Aides                                               19,198

Counselors & Social Services                          26,906 – 48,820

Teachers                                                                  47,681

Firefighters                                                             50,986

Police Officers                                                        51,192

Registered Nurses                                                58,483

Conservation Scientists                                     53,544

Health & Safety Industrial Engineers           73,893

Those professionals listed above are the people we entrust with the education of our children, the emotional well-being of our families, the care of our elderly, the health of our entire country, our futures and our safety. We put their value at anywhere between 19,000 and 74,000 a year. Do we value them? We say we do.

But the following is a list of those whose values are made clear by their earnings rather than their occupations and our proclamations.

Professional NFL Player                                 770,000/year

Celebrity Athlete (Michael Jordan)          170,000/day or $160.97/second

Movie Stars (Tom Cruise)                     25,000,000/year

Exxon CEO (Rex W. Tillerson)            32,211,079/year (an increase of 19% from 2007)

The reason I began thinking about this is because of an email I received from a friend in which athletes who made millions of dollars a year were quoted revealing their true worth:
While Chinese and Indian kids excel in math, science and languages, we invest $MILLIONS in athletic scholarships. Below is a brief list showing the fruits of these
investments:

1. Chicago Cubs outfielder Andre Dawson on being a role model:
"I wan' all dem kids to do what I do, to look up to me. I wan' all the kids to copulate me."

2. Senior basketball player at the University of Pittsburgh :
"I'm going to graduate on time, no matter how long it takes."

3. Chuck Nevitt , North Carolina State basketball player, explaining to Coach Jim Valvano why he appeared nervous at practice: "My sister's expecting a baby, and I don't know if I'm going to be an uncle or an aunt."

Those were just a sample.

I imagine you can make your own assessment. I made mine.

*1. The information was taken from Bankrate.com, Bureau of Labor Statistics at BLS.gov, and AFL-CIO.org/corporatewatch/paywatch.

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My friend Jim sent this to me today. If "unknown author" hadn't been written beneath the quote, I would have sworn he'd said it:

“Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious time that each of us observes, in his own way, by going to the mall his choice.”

On December 15th, TIME Magazine printed an online article by Amy Sullivan entitled "Christian Group Launches New Attack on Christmas Commercialism." As soon as I saw the title, I thought, "It's about time."Hiding from the media and viral fear

Last year some time a survey was conducted to gauge the religious and spiritual propensities of Americans.  No one was surprised by the findings and no one really needed to spend the money on the survey: The vast majority of Americans believe in a Supreme Being or higher power whom they call God.

So what happened? And Christmas is just one example of how distorted our perceptions are. Somewhere we went from a nation devoted to God and freedom to a nation devoted to things and Jessica Simpson, who proudly hailed, "I don't know what it is, but I totally want it" has become our spokesperson.

We are consumed with our own bodies and the things we acquire but have no idea why we're here or what to do with ourselves.  We have come to believe that meaning and having are equal.

This is a profound and pervasive delusion that is also both simultaneously destructive and systematically distracting. So much so that corporations have put their billions into marketing campaigns that specifically target and capitalize on these delusions.

The delusions are:

1)      The product can save me.

2)      The product has meaning and therefore can give my life meaning.

3)      The product can help me belong to a tribe.

4)      The product or service or brand can make me lovable.

Of course, none of the products on the market today and none of the products anyone can possibly conceive of will ever meet the deeper needs of a human being because those deeper needs are for love, belonging, and meaning. Who in their right mind would consciously believe that a pair of shoes or a car or a skin cream could ever do that? Yet, we buy and behave as if we did believe it.

I am not a theologian. I am only a psychotherapist and homeopath in Albuquerque. I write mostly about Verbal First Aid, not Biblical matters. But I think this is idolatry in the purest sense of the word.

I have helped people with anxiety, panic, trauma, sorrow and confusion for over twenty years and in watching their struggles I now believe that God had a good reason for forbidding idolatry–because it is delusional and will never make us happy.

But we keep saying “no” to joy and “yes” to stuff.  How does this happen?

By some marketing principles that are universal.

Become the atmosphere: This is a phrase used to describe the infusion of brand recognition into our culture, to surround people with “Sony,” for instance, so that when they think it's time for a new TV the first thing they’ll think of is that brand.  One woman in the documentary, The Persuaders, said “Consumers are like roaches. You spray them and spray them and spray them.”

Create a culture of need:  This is market-ese for creating a need in order to produce a product. It can also be done by generating an image that not only creates a pseudo-need, but promises a new way to meet it.

Give products "feeling" and  life: By endowing everyday products with emotional energy ( kindness, sexuality, sensuality, friendliness, etc…)  that product itself  resonates with people’s emotional lives and secret needs.

Create a culture of fear: The media  has been promoting viral fear since the Civil War. But it has been expertly cultivated since the Cold War and the build-up on Madison Avenue.

Many of us become so afraid we are willing to put ourselves into irreversible debt to deflect it. And the thing we are most afraid of – not belonging, being shunned, being seen as inferior or unworthy – is precisely that which they are best at manipulating by making the product an extension of the self.

They sell fear because they're afraid and that’s what they buy. Advertisers can’t stop spreading viral fear because, in one marketer’s words, they’re terrified of being eaten alive by the competition. It doesn’t get more limbic than that, does it?

Sell to the Soul: Marketers use the term “Pseudo-spiritual marketing.”   When they sit around a table banging out strategies and campaign slogans, they use expressions like “making a spiritual bond with a product” and “channeling the inner brand.” The brand becomes the church and the product the icon.

Create an IMAGE: This means that campaigns will skillfully and persuasively present the product as more than it is.  I drive a Hummer, therefore I am…And I am successful, tough, yet refined. The product is no longer a product but redefined as mystery, as intimacy, as meaning, as cult, as success, as comfort, as our due.

Facilitate Entitlement:  It's the RIGHT of every American to have whatever he wants. So, banks cooperate with manufacturers and retailers to finance loans, no pre-payment options, leases with hidden clauses, no interest deals for three years, no payments for two years.

It's way too easy to buy things we really don't need and can't afford. But if a product is identified with the “self” then not having it becomes emotionally equated with existential death.

This article may be seen in its full edition at http://www.opednews.com/articles/The-Objects-of-Our-Devotio-by-Judith-Acosta-091217-229.html

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This morning a friend called and without so much as a how-d'ya-do, said, "Did you see that?"

"See what?" I asked. My mind, trained as it has been by the media we all watch, shifted into catastrophic-gear.viral fear and avoiding war's reality

"Obama sends 30,000 men and women into Afghanistan…" he paused. I wondered whether that alone had upset him. He wasn't particularly left or right wing, so I wasn't sure where it was going. He continued after a moment.

"And within 24 hours all those young people and maybe the fate of the entire world takes a backseat to Tiger Woods' sex life. That's **** crazy! How the hell can Americans do that?"

Being a computer whiz, he decided to check whether the shift in attention was corporate driven or organic. And what he found was disturbing.

Indeed, it was organic. People were simply googling, yahooing, clicking, and searching on anything that had anything to do with Mr. Woods' intimate relations. They were salivating for salacious details on him, his female friends, his wife's mortification and shame, the ripples it would cause in his finances.

We went from worrying about an escalating military situation in a part of the world where nuclear weapons are considered sacraments to the gods to fixating on Mr. Woods' wood.

Pathological Priorities

How could this happen, he wanted to know. He was infuriated. I was disturbed and dismayed, but not surprised.

This is the psychopathology of addiction, the sequelae to 50 years of viral fear in the media, and the natural result of a decayed spiritual state.

As a culture, we have spent most of our time, energy and money in the search for comfort, convenience and entertainment. We don't want to be bothered by protests, letter-writing campaigns, and political involvement. We have remotes and channel-surfers for that.

It's a derivative of a mental state I call "Flushing's Syndrome." If we don't see it, it doesn't exist. If we flush it, toss it, or dump it down a river, it's gone. So we don't have to worry about it anymore.

Whether we lean left or right, whether we think it's necessary to act aggressively in Afghanistan or not, is not the issue at all here. I believe both sides of the political fence are culpable here. It's emotionally much easier to think about Tiger Woods and his narcissistic shenanigans than it is to contemplate the consequences of a military build-up and a nuclear fallout.

It's much "nicer" to have happy thoughts about what we're going to get, buy, or eat this Christmas than it is to think about those who get, buy and eat almost nothing.

This is a country of incalculable contradictions. We are courageous and cowardly. We are more heroic and helpful as a nation than anyone, anywhere else, but we are simultaneously more entitled and slothful. We are more "religious" but decidedly less spiritual in the way we behave than we should be.

So, I told him it was simple to understand. We're addicted to feeling good, getting what we want when we want it, and avoiding consequences.

"Junkies," he said.

Yup.

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Today a colleague of mine sent me a one-page article by a fellow named Paul E. Marek, a second-generation Canadian, whose grandparents fled Czechoslovakia just prior to the Nazi takeover. The article, entitled Why The Peaceful Majority is Irrelevant, made the disturbing argument that good people and good intentions get run over by forces bigger and badder than they dare or wish to imagine.the effects of viral fear

This may sound slightly to the right of what we usually write about here–the influence of corporate media on American culture–but it's actually a bullseye.

Good people–or even just benign, busy people–who want to go about their chores whether those are in a field or a multi-billion dollar firm are easily bulldozed by fanaticism because they are exactly who they are–benign and busy.

Marek makes the point that fundamentalist Islam is no different in its form or its functionality than Nazism.

His article begins:

"A man, whose family was German aristocracy prior to World War II, owned a number of large industries and estates. When asked how many German people were true Nazis, the answer he gave can guide our attitude toward fanaticism. "Very few people were true Nazis," he said, "but many enjoyed the return of German pride, and many more were too busy to care. I was one of those who just thought the Nazis were a bunch of fools. So, the majority just sat back and let it all happen. Then, before we knew it, they owned us, and we had lost control, and the end of the world had come."

He goes on to explain. Because so many people are just benign, sweet at heart but not suited for the sword, evil in its most malevolent form can sweep them up and even solicit their cooperation. They are sold a can of goods they not only don't need, but truly don't want. They have just been convinced otherwise.

Again, I quote Marek: " The hard quantifiable fact is that the peaceful majority, the “silent majority,” is cowed and extraneous.  Communist Russia was comprised of Russians who just wanted to live in peace, yet the Russian Communists were responsible for the murder of about 30 million people. The peaceful majority were irrelevant."

The effect of the media in terms of its perpetuation of viral fear is two-fold. It whips a certain amount of the population into a frenzy (whether that's fighting or buying). But perhaps, more importantly and more pervasively, it paralyzes the vast majority of its audience.

Sated and sanguine, Americans point the remote at the television to change what they see, to keep the entertainment coming. They buy when they are bored. They pop a pill when they're hurt.  It doesn't occur to us that the catastrophes we witness over cable may be in our own neighborhoods if we are not clear-thinking.

Viral fear substitutes languor for lucidity, panic for accurate assessment. Marek is right and he is not telling us to be afraid. He is telling us to wake up.

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Thrill does not exist alone.

Thrill and fear are intimately connected. And in many ways our desperate thrill seeking is a defense against the constant pressure and fear we are fed by a media that is in our lives 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

By going to horror movies, by subscribing to the Fear Channel, by watching real assassinations of American citizens on the internet we have found ways to manage our terror at arms length, to convince ourselves that we can control the insanity. It is delusional.

Fear That Won’t Stop: What That Means to a Country at War.

Soldiers stand at the front line in many ways. They hold off the advancing hordes with their bodies, but they are also caches for the nightmares we dare not deal with ourselves. Technically they are supposed to be more prepared for the exigencies of battle and are carefully trained to be “stress hardy.”

In many cases, this is true. Well prepared and emotionally healthy individuals can generally tolerate trauma without long-term adverse sequelae.

However, what we're now seeing is an inordinate percentage of our men and women returning from the front with incapacitating PTSD, which in real terms is a syndrome of chronically acute fear.

We usually don't see the words "chronic" and "acute" together to modify one state, but in this case  the fact that we do points to the pathology – an overwhelming fear that simply will not go away.

What is happening to them individually, however, is also happening on another level to all of us but for different reasons.

When fear is relentless, several things happen to: We lose judgment, we become insensible, our adrenal gland is either unresponsive or overly so. We are stuck in arousal and can’t determine when it becomes truly safe. Which in turn means that either we’re hypervigilant or not nearly vigilant enough.

For a country at war, these symptoms do not bode well.

Characteristics of A Healthy Militia

What does a soldier need to perform well?

If it were this person's army, I would want them neither terrified nor inured, neither overly excited (read: murderous) nor dull. I would decidedly NOT want to see soldiers whose eyes were glazed over and whose expressions revealed minds that had gone dark.

Rather, I would look to enjoin people who were adaptable, clear-thinking, and quick. I would seek only those who were motivated by honor and courage and I would rule out those who were benumbed with fearlessness or thrill-seeking.

I would know that some fear would be good. All soldiers and their commanders are sometimes afraid. But they do what must be done, because it must be, not because it’s an antidote to feeling or another ride in their own personal amusement park. No rational general wants an army of psychopaths or zombies.

When I think of a true army, I think of Tolkien’s band of warriors, all courageous and committed, all honest and honorable, at times afraid but not fearful, emboldened by their belief in their mission but not mad or indiscriminate, merciful not meek, compassionate but never yielding, and always emotionally present for themselves and for one another.

The requirements are the same for civilians. We need to be alert, to think clearly, to see threats where threats exist and respond appropriately  rather than imagining threats that don’t exist. We cannot do this if we are force-fed a daily diet of consumer-driven viral fear by the media.

The irony in this culture of idol-smashers and rebels is that what is most necessary in crisis is for us to have an authority to follow, to have bonafide leadership, people whom we can count on to say what is TRUE, not confuse us with politically advantageous spin. Part of that authority now is the media. We don’t meet the commanders and, in fact, we rarely hear from them except in orchestrated press conferences. There are no more midnight criers, their capes flapping in the icy wind as they ride through town. Whether it’s tragic or comic, our new leaders, our new midnight criers are our newscasters. Whether they like it or not, there is a certain responsibility that comes with that position.

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The Writing on The Wall

The other night a friend told me about a graffiti artist in New York City who’s been covering subway and building walls with a simple declarative statement: Stop shopping and start thinking!

This got my attention since we are now approaching the season to shop… and shop and shop and shop. It also made me wonder what he was suggesting we actually think about. And perhaps more importantly, what we were doing instead of thinking.

So, more than half-way across the country, I went into town and I spent a day watching people. I observed them on the street, in stores, in restaurants, on television, at gas stations.

What I noticed overall was that the more intense the environmental stimuli the less genuine interaction there was between people.  Many walked about with glazed eyes and slightly open mouths. People appeared to be in deep trance. I am not aware of any research to validate or refute this observation, but it is what I saw.

The Impact of Too Much Information

It’s no secret that telecommunications have changed the world in which we live. There’s more information, more excitement, more scandal, more sensory overload and more crisis than ever before. Seventy-five years ago in a small town, you could spend a whole week without knowing much more than the week before.

The important items– like the assassination of a president, the illness of a neighbor or the arrival of the new preacher – made themselves known quickly enough. And people responded as necessary. . But there were long periods of time that were left, well, unfilled and simple. Not that there was nothing to do. There was always plenty to do. But it was plenty of one thing or maybe two, like getting the field plowed or fixing the roof, or going to work and coming home, not lists of twenty, thirty or forty things to do. Our ancestors were different in many ways, but perhaps the most significant distinction is that they had a lot less information to manage in one bite and a lot less to worry about. Crises happened, but they happened rarely. Now, crisis is constant. The critical state is the nominal one.

Viral Fear As Part of American Culture

Speed is only one part of a world that is spinning us out of control. On top of being pounded through all five senses, we are increasingly pressured on a psychological level:  pseudo-intimacy, over-exposure (both physical and emotional), intensity, frustration, pressure to complete multiple tasks simultaneously, complexity and confusion of social expectations, and fluidity of family roles.

Fear has become so embedded in our culture we no longer notice it as fear. We see it as thrill. One Walt Disney theme park – a place that was created as a small paradise for children and an escape for the young at heart – not boasts a ride called The Tower of Terror. Can you imagine? “Daddy, after we see Mickey Mouse can we go on the terror ride?” How do you fit those two things together? I don’t think they were made to go together, especially in children. So, then, what happens to us when we force it?

The Addicted American

Americans have always been a brave, brazen group. While most of us are religious or at least spiritual and the vast majority are incredibly generous, we are also a culture of iconoclasts and take some delight in upsetting the old order of things, splitting open the delicately jeweled egg just to see what’s inside, racing across a forbidden continent to see who can get to the rocky coastline first.

Consider the sort of person, the individual that has those qualities. Now consider that individual over time as there are fewer and fewer old orders to overthrow, fewer and fewer gods to shatter against temple walls. The energy of that person, the forces at work in him have not been changed and as a result they must find some other outlet.

When we run out of continent, we must conquer space. When we run out of new fun, we must generate danger. We have become a nation of thrill addicts unable to be still or just be. So what do we do? I think we do what our graffiti artist said. We stop thinking and we shop.


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According to a report by NPR this paststimulus released April 19, 2009, a torrent of money was being released into the American economy as if into irrigation ditches. Nearly a trillion dollars, to be precise.

I was curious about my own state—New Mexico. What did our leaders consider a priority? What did we need to plan for out future as well as for the immediate goal of putting people to work?

It seems we needed $2,937,146,132.00.

For what?

In a state comprised of mainly desert,  you might imagine that a water conservation program might be our number one concern. Or an energy plan that involved trapping the vast amount of wind power or solar power available in a place where winds and sunlight are nearly constant. Something that would not only take care of all our own  energy needs but produce enough to power a good part of the country and get rid of all our debts.

Here’s what we asked for instead:

  • A proposal for an Events Center that will cost $418 million;
  • A plan for an $11 million rehabilitation of the infrastructure around the dedicated site to support it;
  • Plans for landscaping in the millions, repaving of roads that almost never get potholes (there’s rarely any snow to speak of in winter, and never any ice to melt and re-freeze over time), and drainage improvements. There’s even one plan to remove a neighborhood from the flood plain. (Can someone please explain to me why a developer was allowed to build a neighborhood in a flood plain to begin with?)

To explore this on another level, I asked people at a local mall, “Without giving me any personal information, if the government gave you $2,000 right now, what would you do with it?”

The majority said they would go on a little shopping spree and buy something extravagant (a lot of HDTV’s and iPods).  One woman said she’d go to the casino and see if she could triple it. Another person said he’d do some repairs to his house. Another one said he’d hire an attorney to get his kid back. Only one person said he’d pay down his debts.

My conclusion: As above, so below. And…perhaps more importantly, as below, so above. Our "representatives" are only a reflection of us. The corporations that run our country only do so with our permission and our dollars.

What is occurring with our CEO’s, the self-indulgence, the entitlement, and magical thinking (which in their cases has paid off handsomely) is also occurring at every level of society—from the states to the local governments to individuals.

No one seems to be thinking about where they’re going to get their next clean glass of water.  No one has the foresight or self-discipline—not our CEO’s and not ourselves—to be the little pig who builds the brick house.

My interest in this grew out of watching the road leading to my home repaved for absolutely no reason. The road they paved over was perfectly good. I do not exaggerate. In addition, our esteemed legislators are widening the viral fear headachenearby interstate from two to three lanes. Why? I don’t know. There are never any traffic jams because of traffic. Drunk driving accidents, yes. Traffic, no. It's a head-scratcher, for sure.

There are many people who are delighted about the stimulus money. But I’m about as stimulated by this cash flow as I was about the corporate bailout. And I don’t think they’re that different, after all.

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Just this morning a friend sent me a link to a New York Times article entitled, Recorded Sex Comments Cost Calif. Lawmaker His Job (9:37 a.m., AP, 9/10/09). It read like any other salacious tidbit of news, not too different in perspective from the Enquirer except that it was well-written and had an edgy sarcasm. (Even the New York Times has taken up an Entertainment tonight style. It’s depressing, but that’s another article.)

We find out that Mike Duvall was an ordinary, nearly inconspicuous and unproductive member of the California Assembly, that he was an Orange County Republican, that he’d once received a 100% rating from The Capitol Resources Institute (a conservative advocacy group) for his voting record on pro-family issues.

We also are informed that as of today, he’s a hit on YouTube for yet another sex scandal from an avowed right wing family man.

As the tale unfolds, Duvall was on a break from a committee meeting inside the Capitol building when he took the opportunity to brag to fellow Assemblyman Jeff Miller about a couple of affairs he was having. Neither noticed that an open microphone was on the table near them which recorded every word they said. KCAL-TV got a hold of it (one wonders how…) and aired his lurid comments.

Once it got on YouTube, it was all over for Mr. Duvall who was caught saying, “I’m getting into spanking her.”

The news media has assumed he was referring to Duvall’s affair with a female energy lobbyist. He described her underwear, the difference in their ages and how, at 36 (he’s in his mid-50’s), she’s getting “too old” for him and how he’d told her, “I’m going to have to trade you in.”

Then, still unconscious of the fact that his exploits were being recorded for posterity and that he was finally moving into the limelight with every word, he boasted of a second, simultaneous affair with another woman. “Oh, she is hot!”

So, once again, instead of concentrating our legislative minds or our publicviral fear concerns on issues of water conservation, raging fires, increasing violence, overcrowding prisons, or renewable energy sources, we’re watching a politician pull down his pants and wag his weenie all over the media.

Another Sex Scandal to Distract Us

Personally, I don’t care about his sexual exploits although I feel for his wife and family and can only imagine their humiliation and anger.

What concerns me are two things about this entire scenario:

1. Americans can always be counted on to rubber neck an accident instead of keeping their hands on the wheel and steering straight. Our attention is far too easily fixated on sheer idiocy. So, now instead of addressing the fact that he was having a sexual affair with a lobbyist for Sempra Energy (a San Diego-based firm that operates San Diego Gas and Electric) while he was Vice Chairman of the Assembly Utilities Committee (and he thought she liked him for his sexual prowess!), we’re listening to tapes of him talking about “eye-patch underwear.”

2. Our leaders—from politicians to corporate decision-makers—are more narcissistic and sociopathic than ever. Most people don’t seem to understand how terribly dangerous that is.

Perhaps the two points are really one, because if we were not so docile, doped-up and easily duped into distraction by a couple of bags of Doritos and Sunday football, the sociopaths would have no hold on us. We’d see them for what they are and get rid of them.

But we are doped up. If we’re not eating, we’re drinking. If we’re not drinking, we’re popping pills. And if we’re not popping pills, we’re filling our lips full of collagen and our breasts full of silicon. We want sex and beauty forever. Who cares about corruption?

Anyone who’s looking can see we’re more concerned with our immediate creature comforts than our collective survival. We’d sell our political liberties for a coupon to Wal-Mart.

An example of true sociopathy at work? Here’s what Duvall said after the media exposed him: “I am deeply saddened that my inappropriate comments have become a major distraction for my colleagues in the Assembly…”

No mention of his family. No mention of his failure to perform his duties as a public servant. No mention of ethics. Just a short bow and a “sorry to bother you folks, shucks, don’t mind me none. ” And it wasn't his behavior that was the problem, it was his comment and that sorry little microphone that caught him. A swift little three-card Monty for those too busy with their Ipods to pay attention. No character, just sleight of hand.

Sociopathy as the New Political Culture

He’s not the only one. How many corporate officers were just bailed out by our tax dollars so they could continue paying themselves $13,000,000 a year salaries? How many $30,000 a year workers were laid off so they could? In one company’s case, it was at a cost of more than 600 jobs. That’s 600 families—men, women, and children—without income so one man wouldn’t have to change the size of his checkbook.

Or the marketing strategies of the executives at the pharmaceutical companies…which are once again under the gun for wooing doctors with lavish enticements to prescribe their medications off-label.

Or the media which has conspired with those corporate entities, employing every means of Viral Fear available to them, to keep us afraid, to keep us needy, and to keep us buying so their ratings stay up, up, up.

Sociopathy is actually a diagnosis representing a pathological state of utter selfishness. It is a manifestation of the sense that one is above rules or ethics, that one is superior to others, and that no one else matters.

A sociopath has no empathy, no remorse, and is unbound by conscience. They are also incredibly good pretenders. They can act as if they cared. They can make you feel that you’re in the presence of true benevolence and utter devotion…until you are no longer useful to them.

America cannot afford to be run by sociopaths and we cannot afford to be lulled by either their pretense or the “coupons” they are passing out. The only reason America is or ever has been a great country is because ordinary men and women have insisted it be so with every fiber of their beings. If we don’t continue to hold these “leaders” accountable, the lunatics will not only be on the grass, they’ll be running the asylum.

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Are we allowed to check ourselves out of a hospital if we decide we no longer want any treatment? Are we allowed to refuse treatments offered, even if the doctors say they are the “standard of care?” Do we have to submit to vaccinations or swallow medications if we believe them to be harmful? What about our children? Can we choose for them without risking a prison sentence and our children becoming wards of the state?

“Standard of care” is one of those terms that people in the medical profession throw around the way models toss their hair back when they swivel around on the runway. It’s the standard and if you’re not giving the standard you’re just no kind of doctor at all. And for a patient to refuse it…well, that’s when the trouble starts.

For as along as I’ve been alive and especially when I was younger, it was an accepted standard in American life that we could choose our treatments. We could take a toot of that elixir or not. We could wash our hands before we ate or not. We could choose our doctors and get second, third or fourth opinions without facing a tribunal of bureaucrats telling us to “open wide or else.” We did not have to submit to endless procedures, useless and expensive tests, “medicines” that caused more damage than the diseases they were supposed to be treating, or doctors we not only didn’t like, but didn’t respect.

Karen (names changed), and her mother, Lois, live in a fairly busy suburban area in the northeast. Recently both were unfortunately placed in this position. It is a disturbing but familiar story.

Karen, who is still an adolescent, was misdiagnosed with “standard” depression because she was anxious and had expressed a profound weariness with life. The anxiety had truly depleted her vitality. She felt she could not defend herself against it. Although she made it clear that she had no plan to kill herself, as soon as she’d confided her feelings the authorities took over. “She was in danger,” the therapist determined and convinced the mother that she HAD to take her to a psychiatrist who would put her on anti-depressants.

They did. That was mistake number one. Because Karen was not depressed. She was either borderline or a prodromal psychotic. Mostly her anxiety and the resulting OCD behaviors were a function of her delusion that people disliked her, were watching her, and laughing at her. She was agitated.

In allopathic medicine, SSRI’s (typical and atypical anti-depressants) are highly contraindicated in people with psychotic features. Especially in young women.

But they scared Lois enough that she gave the okay. The truth was that even if she had said no, someone would have eventually called CPS (Child Protective Services) and forced the situation as an issue of child neglect.

With the SSRI in her system, it only took two weeks for Karen to deteriorate beyond recognition. She went from anxious and weary to overtly suicidal, self-destructive and self-mutilating. If she couldn’t cut herself with a knife, she used her nails and her teeth. She was losing her mind.

According to the standard of care, she was hospitalized.viral fear as a standard of care

And in the hospital, what did they do? They doubled her dose of SSRI’s. They also added sedatives so she’d stop crying for her mother and the therapist who wouldn’t visit her while she was in-hospital (so she would “bond” with the management and therapists there).

The outcome: She was sedated and grossly disorganized. The delusions got worse. The anxiety got worse. The self-loathing got worse.

The decision: Up the meds! Up the meds!

So they upped the meds. And she got worse.

All the while, the doctors wrung their hands and clucked about how Lois needed more patience. Sometimes, according to pharmaceutical protocols, the levels have to get very high before they start to work. "You wouldn't want to take any unncessary risks, would you?"  And then the inevitable, "We really think you need to go home and let us handle this." Not to mention the whip of viral fear, "If you can't stop being obstructive we will have to call CPS."

Meanwhile, Lois was terrified that if she made too much of a stink they’d call CPS and take her daughter away from her. She knew the meds were making it worse from the very beginning. She knew the research. She also knew that SSRI’s are highly contraindicated in young women, particularly when there are psychotic or borderline symptoms.

I’ve known Lois for nearly 30 years. She is not easily terrified by anything. She is bright, persistent, and capable in a dozen different areas. And she’s a fighter. For the first time, she was terrified. They had her by the short hairs. They had her daughter in lock up. And they wouldn’t release her. And they kept feeding her medication that was making it worse.

What do we do with this? Do we accept this as a standard of care?

Is there any care whatsoever in that standard?

Here’s how it resolved: The insurance ran out.

As soon as the money was gone Karen was released. She and Lois agree that she will continue with a counselor in private practice who specializes in the treatment of borderline kids. She will also seek her alternative medical support from a capable, classical homeopath. They’re done being afraid.

But how many others are stuck in the vise grip of that sort of treatment? How many others know to even ask about the research on SSRI’s with borderline youngsters?

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vaccination and viral fearIt was early 2001 when we wrote our first book on Verbal First Aid (The Worst is Over: What to Say When Every Moment Counts, J. Acosta/J. Prager). Since then, we've had 9/11, The Patriot Act, Guantanamo Bay, yellow, orange, and red-alerts, the stock market crash and the unwarranted bailouts of multi-billionaires.

Now most recently,  we are being terrorized with the H1N1 epidemic and the threatened choice between vaccination and quarantine. It has been 9 years of mounting political tensions, cascading failures in the old boy network and a broken economic system, and a massive campaign of viral fear with an expectably increasing sense of panic.

Little did we know when we started writing The  Worst is Over that the need for it would be so great or the ways in which it could be used so widespread.

I know I can speak for my co-author when I say that Verbal First Aid is like the emergency kit most of us pack into our cars or have under our sinks at home. We know we really ought to have it well-stocked and be properly versed in its usage, but we loathe the idea of actually needing it.

Well, we need it now.

Because the single most potent antidote to Viral Fear is Verbal First Aid.

Originally designed as a protocol for first responders and emergency medical personnel, Verbal First Aid has become much more than that. What we have found by teaching people how to use words to facilitate self-healing in others is that we are also giving them tools to change the way they heal themselves.

What we say can do more than change how we feel emotionally, although it can certainly do that. Unfortunately, most crises are handled without much consideration of the impact of words. If a person is bleeding, we bandage the wound, but we don’t address the fear. If a person’s feelings are “hurt,” we tell them to “get over it” and get back to work. The research abounds with examples of how words can generate a cascade of chemicals that can turn off pain, reduce inflammation, or help stop bleeding. And the quicker we do that, the quicker the healing can begin.

This is the core principle of Verbal First Aid: What we say at the scene of a medical emergency or emotional crisis is as important as what we do.

The same is true of what we say to ourselves. And what we allow ourselves to believe.

When advertisers, particularly insurance companies and pharmaceutical giants sell to us, they are using what hypnotherapists call "suggestion." They may not literally tell us to be afraid (although I have seen ads that do), but they suggest that there's good reason to be afraid, that if we don't buy X or do Y or see Z, we could get sick, be left out, or lose everything we own.

When they say these things to us (and often they use very clever ways of saying and showing it) we are not just hearing their words. We see them as images in our minds and we respond both physically and emotionally immediately unless we have a way of countering the suggestions.

And that way entails a profound change in our core thinking.

The New American Economy: Viral Fear

America is driven by many things. Not that long ago, it was axiomatic that sex sells. But that has changed. More than almost anything else (except fear) it is driven by ambition. Under that rubric I include greed and power. It is the  flipside to being such a courageous, inventive and heroic nation.

Our desires are so great, we outpace our own abilities to both produce and consume. Our economy and our cultural activities are built squarely on that foundation, and in order for growth to continue, our desires and capricious appetites (which we are convinced are real needs) must likewise continue to grow.

We must be convinced that we have to have that new car even though our “old” one is only 3 years old and perfectly functional.

We must be motivated to buy that new high-definition TV even though it will mean digging ourselves into a hole of debt so deep we’ll have to work two jobs and have no time to watch it.

We must be made to believe that buying a new dress will make us more lovable, more appealing and more desirable even though we have done nothing to change the way we treat others.

We must be reassured that a painful, dangerous surgery will give us relief from the self-loathing that is our most gruesome secret, even though all we will get out of it is a face that can no longer smile.

This is the core belief system on which Viral Fear is based: That we need things.

We stand on line for hours, perhaps days in cold, wet weather waiting for the newest release of a video game. We fight one another to be the first in line for incredibly ugly-looking dolls at Christmas time and pay a premium for the privilege. We spend money most of us don’t have on salves, scents, pills and potions to make us appear young, give us longer-lasting erections at 70 years of age and pretend we can ward off the inevitable.

Why? Because we’re afraid. But of what are we so afraid? No matter how much money they have, no matter how cleverly they insinuate their suggestions into our collective consciousness, advertisers can only make us as afraid as we're willing to be. Their suggestions take hold because they resonate with us.

In a country of greater comfort and security than any other in recorded history, we’re thoroughly afraid of everything: of being alone, of being intimate, of being too skinny, of being too fat, of being too young, of being too old, of having too little, of having too much, of changing too fast and of being too still. We’re afraid of being alive and we’re terrified of dying. The irony – and the point on which this all pivots – is that our fears are precisely commensurate with the distortion in our perceived needs. The more we feel we need, the more afraid we are of not having it, being it or doing it. The more afraid we are, the more we need. And so it goes. The market depends on it.

Verbal First Aid to the Rescue

Releasing ourselves from the trance of Viral Fear requires two simple things:

1. An awareness that we are in trance.

2. A willingness to see things differently, to think differently.

A while back I met a man at a large event in Albuquerque. After showing me the bracelet he was wearing around his ankle because of a DWI, he started complaining about the fact that he was being mandated to go to A.A. meetings.

"They're all a bunch of zombies. They all say the same things. It's like being brainwashed."

I looked at him, partly amused and partly saddened. "And you think you're not already brainwashed?"

He stood quietly so I continued.

"So, all the drinking you did, all the trouble you got into because of it, that was because you had such a clear sense of self? Your beliefs about alcohol were never influenced by television or your family? You were never moved by the ads that showed beautiful women falling all over the guy with the Dos Equis, right?"

I thought for a moment that he was going to throw his soda at me. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I never thought of it that way."

I think for him that was the beginning of the end of his trance and, hopefully, the end of the hold that Viral Fear had on his soul.

When the market tells us to be afraid, we need to have an answer at the ready.

Casting Out Fear

There is a remedy for fear.  We heard in the Sermon on the Mount: “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you shall eat or what you shall drink, nor about your body, what you shall put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them…And which of you by being anxious can add one cubit to his span of life?”

The remedy, the antidote to Viral Fear and generalized anxiety is faith–faith that there is a God and there is more to the universe than we can see, faith that things will work out, faith that we will have enough, faith that we can take care of ourselves, and faith that this life is only one small piece of a very large picture.

We have to begin a full-throttled reversal of the value system that has America in a choke-hold. We've got to let go of our stuff and our need for more. We have to come to grips with the fact that, no matter what the insurance companies imply, we are not going to live forever and things in this mortal coil will never be utterly secure.

In one way or another we are commanded over and over and over again to “fear not” and trust God. Fear and faith seem unable to co-exist, incapable of being released in the same breath.

Yet, we know that fear is a reasonable response to certain situations. How can we be told not to be afraid when we’re such fragile, needy beings in a fallen world and even the greatest of us have succumbed? How can we tell ourselves the same and believe it?

From my point of view, not all fear is the same. There is the fear that furthers our survival, like stepping out of the way of an oncoming train. Then there is the fear that is futile. The latter is a threat of monumental proportions in our culture. It is pathological, pervasive and addictive. It keeps us from doing that which we need to do to survive (or to thrive) and enables us to justify that which we ought never to do. It undermines faith and corrupts our thinking.

In Verbal First Aid we start by telling ourselves some simple truths.

We don't need everything they tell us we do. The new phone, the new TV, the new outfit and the new breasts are all fine if you want them and can afford them. Knock yourself out. But you don't need them. And they won't make you feel any better about yourself. Ever. No matter what.

Not everything or everyone is out to get us. (They don't have the time or inclination. Really, we're not that important.) Some threats are real. Some aren't. Get informed so you can tell the difference.

Not every storm will hit our shores and, if by some chance it does, we have what it takes to weather it. We've all been in storms before. They blow hard and then they blow away.

Not every boo-boo will  become a pus-oozing ulcer. As you must have noticed when you were quite young, boo-boos get better all by themselves.

Not every germ means the death of us and we don't have to pop pills for every sniffle. We have immune systems. That's what they're for.

Not every sales pitch means we have to buy.

That's what Verbal First Aid is for.

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