When women used to be depressed or were not “taking care of their men” properly their husbands could send them to the psych ward for attitude adjustments. This was part of conditioning them to always wear a smile. They believed that if a woman saw herself smiling that it would become natural practice and that she would be “cured”. This often went along with shock therapies.
I found this post on Facebook with comments made by people with loved ones who wore these for the reasons mentioned above. After finding this story, I did a Google search and found out about a school in Budapest that used these masks for treatment of depression after World War 2. So yes, these stories are true.
Steve likes to tell stories from his childhood (his “Brooklyn adventures,” living in the Depression, …), but he doesn’t like to tell war stories, so the first time when he said one, everyone was paying attention. EVERYONE. Even Jarvis liked that story.
So, as requested in an ask by (I suppose) @arduinorobotics (correct me if I’m wrong), here is the list of my favorite fictional robots I mentioned in the ask meme earlier.
1. Marvin - the Paranoid Android
(The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy)
In Douglas Adams’ version of the universe Sirius Cybernetics Corporation was trying to build robots provided with Genuine People Personality (GPP). This one is… severely depressed. Marvin himself explains it by the fact that he has a “brain the size of a planet” which he is seldom, if ever, given the chance to use. And… I don’t know, it sounds weird, but he is so adorable in his depression!
(Rogue One: A Star Wars Story)
This one surprised me a lot. Due to altered program code he actually has… a sense of humor. And it is dark. This is the most sarcastic, pessimistic and the grumpiest droid I’ve ever seen! How not to love him?
(Star Trek: The Next Generation)
We all know what we love this lovely Soong-type android for. He IS unique, he is curious and funny and even more human than some people are. He must be protected at all costs.
(Big Hero 6)
This robot was created for medical purposes, capable to heal any disease. And he is perfect for that, I mean, look at him! He looks like a giant smiling pillow for hugs! Only that and his calming voice can make anyone feel even a little bit better.
(Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens)
Who could have imagined that a spherical simple-looking robot can actually be so adorable? These little beeping noises he makes are easily understandable and will undoubtedly melt any heart.
Funny thing, I thought my list was longer :D I’m definetely missing someone else. Maybe I’ll remember and add later.
And who are your favorite fictional robots? Feel free to share, I’d love to discuss!
AN:I love writing about dancing and the intimacy that comes with it when you’re dancing with someone you hold dearly close to your heart. So here, have some fluff.
It was an old song, she remembers, she used to listen to in the bright red car of her old foster family. It was to the beat of a waltz, one-two-three, one-two-three, the strings soft and constant in the background of the melody. She used to think the song was funny, the female singer she couldn’t remember the name of crooning about the moon and a river and travelling in it, and then her foster father would take her hand, lead her to the middle of the living room, and guide her steps until she passed out giggling her little heart out.
That was one of the only few memories she’s had that does not plague her dreams at night. It was one of the few families that had really cared for her, and is it really that bad for her to relieve the spontaneous mid-afternoon dance lessons in the middle of her empty living room, when the song just kind of played out of nowhere in the radio because for once, they are not after some kind of fairy tale big bad? She’s got to have these little moments.
Come to think of it, she has been having a lot of them lately. She began noticing the changing leaves from the heat of the summer to the gradual coolness of the fall, she began having these walks in the park admiring the small pond and the ducks swimming around; she began appreciating the warmth of hand-holding, the comfort of an embrace, the sweet tingle of whispered words against her ear, of promises that are, for once, going to be fulfilled.
Today on Fresh Air we discuss Post Traumatic Stress Disorder through the story of Iraq War veterans and couple, Kayla Williams and Brian McGough. In October of 2003 an IED explosion went off, sending shrapnel through Brian’s head and causing permanent brain damage. The couple got closer, fell in love, and eventually married. Kayla Williams’ memoir Plenty of Time When We Get Home: Love and Recovery in the Aftermath of War shares the story of the unimaginable obstacles the couple faced, including rage, depression, and paranoia.
In the interview Williams explains how symptoms of PTSD are “adaptive in a combat zone”:
“A lot of what we think of as symptoms of PTSD are adaptive in a combat zone. So being hyper-vigilant, extremely alert to your surroundings, always monitoring your environment for potential threats and being prepared to respond with immediate violence if necessary if you perceive a threat — those are adaptive ways to be in a combat zone. Those traits keep you alive in a combat zone and it’s normal for anyone coming home to take a while to wind that down.
… I still feel my heart rate increase if I see trash on the side of the road because there’s a little piece of my brain that thinks it could be an IED. But for the vast majority of people those fairly normal symptoms fade within three to six months after coming home. But for people like Brian with pretty severe PTSD, that fading of those symptoms doesn’t happen and those normal ways to behave or think or be in a combat zone carry over into civilian settings where they’re actively counterproductive.”
photo of the Iraq War memorial at the Old North Church in Boston
[I stopped watching ds9 in season 4 when I figured out the dominion war crap wasn’t going to go away. They could have done so much more with stories but no it was just war, war, war. My life was depressing enough without having to watch depressing tv too.]