Needham 7, Some other place in Cambridge, MA, and Thank the Lord for 2018

I warn you, if you’re aging out and have a fall, it might not be the fall that kills you; it could be the care you receive. Should I call it care? Just don’t fall. It all Started here in The Saga of Cracks: https://joycebowen.wordpress.com/2017/11/17/1151/#more-1151 I just made it home on Friday after a stint... Continue Reading →

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Closing Doors

Throughout life, doors open and doors close. The openings are exciting: The closings are not. One might look at them like chapters in a book except for with chapters there is always a continuation. If we do not realize this, closing doors slam. It’s gentler if we acknowledge, early on, that there are stages of life—however small, that... Continue Reading →

Expanding Your Horizons

  I am a psychologist and an avid behaviorist. I study stimulus and response, and my favorite subject is—well—me. I am constantly gauging my response to situations with the knowledge that I am not unique. I fit snugly into a collective. Subcultures abound. There is hardly anything more fascinating than subcultures. Hierarchies within subcultures are... Continue Reading →

Abuso Infantil: Un Paseo por la Memoria

  La mayoría me conoce por mi abordaje de asuntos sociales. Esto puede tomar un peaje. Mucking alrededor con qué está mal con el mundo puede ser horrible. Encontré cosas que no quiero saber. Sí, Ian Weinberg, no hay justicia. Tienes razón, pero eso no significa que me lleve ese hecho acostado. Voy a gritar y gritar... Continue Reading →

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Insanity?

I often feel like the harbinger of doom-and-gloom. There are so many issues that I see as important. Most of them result in death. Some have happy endings. Fiction has been a respite for me. I don’t indulge in it often. It feels like a desert after a burnt roast. It’s hard to immerse oneself... Continue Reading →

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Deception

'This Side of Life'

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I’m not driven to tears often. I see myself as staunch and stoic. Last night, however, I found my face bathed in that salty fluid as I listened to myself assure a victim of a crime that justice would now be done.

“They know about him now,” I said. “They’ll do something.”

It is an interview I taped on 9/28/1992. I listened as life occasionally interrupted the conversation I had with Judy. My sons came in and out of my room, and my beloved dogs barked. Judy choked back tears as she told me her story—a horrific one in my eyes. An eleven-year-old girl fearing for her life as she was sexually assaulted; her young brother hunkering down with her in what they called their fort in the attic telling tales of assault, too. Her mother, addicted to prescription drugs by the offending doctor, proclaiming to the doctor that he…

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Subcultures be Damned and They are killing Us

I’ve studied psychology all my life. I studied canine behavior for twenty years. https://www.bebee.com/producer/@joyce-bowen/the-business-of-canines I once had two bitches that had puppies in the same moments.  One bitch scrambled over to the other litter and demolished two puppies.  I locked the offending bitch up, and wouldn't you know it, she worked the latch and killed one more.  Are... Continue Reading →

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