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Today is the first day of spring and somewhere, we hope, flowers are blooming, bulbs germinating and seeds sprouting. With its various metaphors of birth and bursting, plant life makes for an apt sexual symbol, which is why this edition of our weekly psychoanalysticle, Freudian Fridays, showcases nearly explicit footage of flowers blooming. You don’t [...]

Last time our weekly psychoanalysticle ended on a video of an airplane flying suggestively through a monument. Though the video served to help illustrate the idea that some monuments derive symbolic power from their yonic shape, it turns out to have been uncannily prophetic. That Freudian slip foreshadowed this week’s installment of Freudian Fridays, which [...]

Some time ago, in an earlier edition of our weekly psychoanalysticle Freudian Fridays, we looked at some of the most overt, excessive and unsubtle phallic monuments built by man. While the need to put power, potency and might into concrete (and steel and glass) expression smacks of typical late-capitalist chauvinism, it would be a mistake [...]

Now that the socialized collective year-end orgasm of popping champagne bottles of frothy fizz and massive fireworks explosions is over, it’s time for our weekly psychoanalysticle, Freudian Fridays. In this issue we indulge an urge we’ve been sublimating for some weeks now; we’re joining the trend of year-end lists by taking a Freudian look at [...]

Now that the madness of Christmas is over – don’t get us started on what Freud would have thought of candy canes, big red boxes, tube socks full of “gifts” and celebrating a young man’s sacrifice in the name of his father – we can get back to our weekly psychoanalysticle, Freudian Fridays. This week, [...]

As we all disperse towards our favored holiday partying and wintering places, our weekly psychoanalysticle Freudian Fridays asks that you keep your eyes open for gratuitous instances of the most familiar form in modern architecture: the phallus.
As Freud tells us constantly, every human activity that isn’t sex is the direct result of displaced sexual impulses, [...]

In this first installment of our weekly psychoanalysticle series Freudian Fridays, we take a look at one of Western civilization’s most powerful myths and Sigmund Freud’s favorite bedtime story: Oedipus Rex.
For the unfamiliar, those who didn’t see it reenacted by Julianne Moore earlier this year in Savage Grace, and anybody else really, please refresh your [...]