In this statement, Freud conveys that the long-lasting appreciation of Shakespeare’s Oedipus Rex stems from our ability as viewers and readers to relate to Oedipus’ destiny. In fact, our destiny is that of Oedipus, we have an infantile sexual desire for our mothers and wish to murder our fathers (for women this is later suggested to be the other way around and is entitled the Electra complex). When reading this, I could not help but recall a scene from the sitcom Roseanne in which Darlene’s boyfriend, David, who lives with the Connor family has a dream involving him having sex with Darlene’s mother.
And just like that, an image of you fired at me like a missile,
Do you even miss me a little?
Or are you simply bulletproof? Impermeable,
The bullet of me unable
To pierce through your membrane
Blocking any memory of me from your brain.
Meanwhile you dry-fire plenty,
The chamber of your gun is empty
Because my mind contains all the ammunition of memories
That can ever harm me.
I saw a dead pigeon on the side of the road. She dresses to impress him, Hoping that her clothes