Jill... but not of the Jung-le

No talk of archetypes here; she's a brain researcher. Hailing from Harvard, with her stroke of insight (left-hemisphere, regained speech) she's become the spokesperson for the Brain Bank there, which tries to reduce mindstorms to brain-states. Traveling the lecture circuit with her acoustic guitar, the singing psychologist lectures on numerous functional localization fallacies, ie, that there's an "axillary speech center in the left hemisphere".

Perhaps.

But in the wake of the page of insults which Andromeda Spaceways sent me, I realize that perhaps my explanations were too high over the head of whatever imbeciles Robbie Matthews choose to read for his magazine -- & terribly improperly allows to ridicule authors with statements that simply reveal his own stupidity.

E.g., Stan Schmidt had a constructive comment, so I doubt it's "truly atrociously bad science". He is the Bozo King, head completely up his ass.

So I've been wanting to re-make/re-model Fragile Eggshell Mind as a piece of hard brain biology, and for awhile have been wanting to ask her to either be a tech-adviser or full-blown collaborator on the project -- but creative writing is much different than writing academic tomes.

I had a dream about her last night: warm & cuddly, at one time making a pass at her; at the same time brilliant & insightful... but as I packed my bags, she hadn't decided whether to accept or decline my offer.

Two Ways will yet sing her song & dance the shaman's dance for Parvati. & Robbie Matthews will be exposed for the dunce he is -- & his magazine, too.

Trish somehow managed to accidentally erase the file -- bad bumblebee girl -- when she was writing down her list of movies, but I have a spare. Thank the Alien God -- & yeah, right, less religion in Arn.