Este é um livro diferente, mesmo dentro da obra já de si polêmica de Laing. Nele abordam-se questões e os problemas mais comuns da formação psíquica de cada um: o que Laing chama de "fatos da vida". Só que essa abordagem é feita, a partir das experiências dele próprio, não no sentido de achar-lhes respostas prontas e definitivas. Ao contrário, a perspectiva em que Laing se coloca é a da maior abertura possível, convidando o leitos a descobrir, em meio aos fatos da sua vida, a liberdade de transformá-la, para melhor vivê-la.
Ronald David Laing was a Scottish psychiatrist who wrote extensively on mental illness – in particular, the subjective experience of psychosis. Laing's views on the causes and treatment of serious mental dysfunction, greatly influenced by existential philosophy, ran counter to the psychiatric orthodoxy of the day by taking the expressed feelings of the individual patient or client as valid descriptions of lived experience rather than simply as symptoms of some separate or underlying disorder.
Laing was associated with the anti-psychiatry movement although he rejected the label.
"Se tu morissi adesso, e venissi riconcepito stasera quale donna sceglieresti entro cui trascorrere i primi nove mesi della tua prossima vita?"
Forse è superfluo dire che a Laing non importava nulla della risposta, puntuale, a questa domanda. Tra le sue preferite, immagino. Decisiva. (Forse è anche superfluo dire che ciò che gli importava era la distillazione di tutte le emozioni - pensabili - a disposizione, a partire da questa domanda).
Unbelievably strange book so I'm not going to attempt to rate it. Some very unusual theories about mythology being a reflection of our lives in the womb and then a bunch of stuff I didn't even remotely understand. Oddly, I still enjoyed quite a lot of this book, even where it was vaguely incoherent. It feels like an intimate look at a person exploring the strangest corners of their own imagination. Laing just lets his mind go wild with ideas, images, theories, and investigations.
Interesting first part, then the author lost me with his clinical cases and student experiments on animals... Without any correlation with the theories from the beginning. I am perplexed.
I read this book because I love Laing's "knots" and knew that "The facts of life" is perhaps the closest in terms of style to "knots" of Laing's other work. It is true that Laing plays with the structure and form in an almost poetical way. But unlike "Knots" he attempts to give his own opinion about the situation in many cases. I simply couldn't agree with much of his theory of the physical act of conception (!! no, really, from the point of view of the single cell) and birth as being the core reason for adult's unhappiness. But I couldn't argue with him over the importance of social connection, his stories of mental hospitals in the late 60s/early 70s are terrifying, where people were supposed to get better by being locked away in small rooms and given traquilizers. Definitely an interesting read. I'm not quite sure it's a good read.
laing is an insufferable poet, and if his notions of pre-nascent psychology have any merit, such is not found here; but there is some decent food for thought regarding psychiatric praxis, especially in regards to schizophrenia, near the back half of this book.