Why do men hold back their tears ?

clipped from blogs.smh.com.au

Women do it 64 times a year, men do it just 17. No, I’m not talking the number of times they get their nose hairs waxed (and judging from the men I’ve met recently, that number should be significantly lower), the number of times a year we get jiggy between the sheets (hopefully those numbers are significantly higher), or when women win arguments with men (as they say, women are right all the time, even when they are wrong). Instead I’m talking about something far more sensitive that’s bound to prickle the spines of burly blokes everywhere: shedding a tear.

“A lot of men know more about how a car works than their own emotions,” Ron Bracey, clinical psychologist told the BBC. And while crying allows men to release those all important stress hormones, it seems they’re unlikely to let go of a few tears for fear of being labeled weak, emotionally vulnerable and – worst of all – feminine.

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Jean Genet(1910-1986)

clipped from www.imagi-nation.com
The Maids, Genet portrays a ritualistic
act of two maids who take turns acting as “Madame,”
abusing each other as either servant or employer. The ceremony
reveals not only the maids’ hatred of the Madame’s authority,
but also their hatred of themselves for participating in the
hierarchy that oppresses them.
The Balcony is set
in a brothel of “nobel dimensions,” a palace of illusions
in which men can indulge their secret fantasies, perhaps as a
judge inflicting punishment on a beautiful thief, or as a dying
Foreign Legionaire being succoured by a beautiful Arab maiden.
But outside the brothel, the country is caught up in the throes
of revolution, and these false roles become confused with the
real roles of “bishop,” “judge” and “general”
until nothing is certain.
In Deathwatch he experiments
with a murderer in the role of hero. The play revolves around
three inmates who struggle for domination of a prison cell while
an unseen fourth prisoner watches on
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There is no such thing as original memory,only the memory restored the last time it was used

clipped from www.edge.org
what
Karim showed was that each time a memory is used, it has
to be restored as a new memory in order to be accessible
later. The old memory is either not there or is inaccessible.
In short, your memory about something is only as good as
your last memory about it. This is why people who witness
crimes testify about what they read in the paper rather than
what they witnessed. Research on this topic, called reconsolidation,
has become the basis of a possible treatment for post-traumatic
stress disorder, drug addiction, and any other disorder that
is based on learning.

Is internet a mere businessplace or a harbinger of a social change/

An interesting insight this.How true it is that successful “crowd sourcing” has become the benchmark of success in the new marketplace . The internet has evolved with exactly the same rules as the normal business place where the small savings of thousands of people are tapped to bring the maximum profits to the people who have successfully garnered them. “open sourcing” has become the mantra of success in putting to use the “brain pickings” of the individual thinker.
clipped from www.edge.org
I
thought that it would change people. I thought it would allow
us to build a new world through which we could model new
behaviors, values, and relationships. In the 90’s, I thought
the experience of going online for the first time would change
a person’s consciousness as much as if they had dropped acid
in the 60’s.
For
now, at least, it’s turned out to be different.
The
businesspeople running Facebook and MySpace are rivaled only
by the members of these online “communities” in
their willingness to surrender their identities and ideals
for a buck, a click-through, or a better market valuation.
The
open source ethos has been reinterpreted through the lens
of corporatism as “crowd sourcing” — meaning just
another way to get people to do work for no compensation.
And even “file-sharing” has been reduced to a frenzy
of acquisition that has less to do with music than it does
the ever-expanding hard drives of successive iPods.
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