psychology of the masses at the buffet (text of less than Freudian) 
All this wandering through the Fuori Salone events in recent days, he brought to mind a brief study of one of the lesser-known students of Freud, the woefully underrated Bob O'Fairy , which, in fact, a few years after he left to devote to the rearing of tuna psychoanalysis, with the feeble excuse that they, at least, did not develop any kind of transference.
The excellent O'Fairy , in fact, had the idea of \u200b\u200bthe famous study, when the presentation of Psychopathology of Everyday Life its master Sigmund Freud, he realized that, far from paying attention to the explanation of the text era, most of the onlookers crowded the buffet Sachertorte , jostling and shouting, so much to disturb the work. It seems that even a frantic, at the time of application, has asked whether the fact that Freud had not received her portion of cream together with Sacher, could not lead him into a sort of anxiety neurosis with cream whenever he saw a cake chocolate.
is not known the answer to Freud, but it is rumored that he alluded to two of his students to hit more robust output.
The psychology of the masses at the buffet of O'Fairy, the assumption that the food in large quantities brought to light the unconscious drives accumulation, drives connected to the oral phase of development, in which the child can still be felt as the center of the world. Similarly, in the crowd would implement a kind of collective regression in which the earth becomes one giant baby in the middle is that time of the hearing room, a creature divendo so difficult to stem, if not to the sound of scapellotti.
addition, because the mass-child is perceived as a single creature, record the total amount of food available to him as intended. At the same time, however, perceived level unconscious all the individual components: each time someone benefits from a single piece contemporary living mourn the loss of a part and denied him the mourning for the break-baby unit mass.
The illuminating pamphlet sheds light on the obscure depths of the unconscious and the instincts that only a free sandwich or a taste of mousse know how to awaken in us. Having witnessed any time tasting, free tasting or taste, hard to find the words to deal adequately O'Fairy . Indeed, one wonders to what heights his studies would have led if he had not given to ITT.
We like to imagine the still there, blessed among his tuna, away from the crowd and queues at the buffet.
