For old times sake, the poem I penned back in 2013:
Half a dozen humans and the Ploovian spheroid
Follow a theory conventionality all but avoids
Barely skirting the void, it's personality science
We puzzle; how do we bring the world to enlightened compliance?
We get a spaceship drop top mopped and lopped from an intergalactic chopping shop
A big black protective sack with no slack and a fat man greased for presentations bareback
On a holographic horse with slides on PowerPoint of course and a conscience incapable of remorse
Four hot babes, a chimpanzee fresh from a shave, and promotional pamphlets to hand out at raves
Narcissism and Aggression I do decree, bring a beautiful flavour to this knowledge filled spree
Are we to see the ascendancy of NPA theory? Or a descent to unfortunate entropic misery?
Not from us you bet; the Ploovian race forever dead set, on fame, glory and goals met!
Genetic basis realized, mind theory downsized, endless categorizing compromised.
Jobless psy-docs wearing shirts of cheap crinoline, queue up and whine on the bread line! Fine.
Discreditation is the NPA's sale. DSM-V? Please, this nonsense beats the vocabulary of Dan Quayle
Karen Horney where's it at, spot on right off the bat, experiential wonder from a woman who realized that:
Dominance, submission, perfectionism, personal schism, were readily visible lifelong human renditions
We've got a spaceship drop top mopped and lopped from an intergalactic chopping shop
A big black protective sack with no slack and a fat man greased for presentations bareback
On a holographic horse with slides on PowerPoint of course and a conscience incapable of remorse
Four hot babes, a chimpanzee fresh from a shave, and promotional pamphlets to hand out at raves
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