'I'm Sick, I Am.'

One of the phenomena of our time is the study of Psychology in school and at university. Millions are at it!
It is as if they no longer wish to look outwards, afraid of the world that surrounds them, afraid to look beyond themselves to the Other. Like the Adam Madman, the original lunatic, they are convinced they are the centre of creation.
Unlike the people of England some six hundred years ago when I was young, they do not see themselves as an image of their Creator.
They see themselves as all important Apes.
It really is no wonder that there is so much mental illness amongst the young.
Only fifty years ago, children with Special Needs had real physical disabilities. Now they have phoney psychological illnesses such as ADHD and Asperger's Syndrome and Dyslexia and Bipolar Disorder, 'illnesses' that disguise selfishness, laziness and plain bad teaching. A condition is not to be overcome by the Worshippers of Sick, but to be cradled and cherished and nurtured, for in the Sick Society the Pitiful choose to identify themselves through their sickness.
Sickness and victimhood are the religion of today.
People are no longer identified as a Methodist or a Baptist or an Anglican but as someone who is 'suffering' from heart disease or 'fighting' bulimia or cancer.
The great city hospitals are the cathedrals of our time, where the surgeons are the priests who perform while victims lay themselves down on the altars to be operated upon.
Within the sacred precincts of the hospitals there is a hush, a murmuring of respect and awe. Though overwhelmingly funded by Authority there are opportunities to donate to the holy work of the doctors. 
Self examination, ever looking inwards the Children of Psychology can look forward to a life time of sickness. Whilst young, with sadly healthy bodies, they have to make do with 'I'm mad, I am' varieties of pseudo illness, but as far as Authority is concerned they are safe, passive, weak, never likely to try to reclaim their expropriated violence.