Freud’s Dentist

by Brad Rose

Last Monday, I went to the dentist. I had previously missed two appointments - just slipped my mind, and forgot to go to them - so, after apologizing to the dentist's receptionist who had called to inquire if I were dead, or just plain forgetful, I went to get my teeth cleaned. I think teeth are directly symbolic, at least according to Freud, but I can't remember what they symbolize - probably something associated with sex. These days, most of Freud’s theories have fallen out of favor, or been discredited, so I’m not sure what to make of dreams of missing teeth. One thing I do recall from reading Freud however, is that sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. Funny thing happened at the dentist, though: after he finished cleaning my teeth, he suggested that I take up smoking cigars.


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Robert McEvily said...

My non sequitur of the day: Always thought Freud's first name should've been Fred.

MDJB said...

Excellent stuff.
But, truly, I don't think Freud thought a cigar is just a cigar at the end of his life after what smoking did to him.
And a Brad Rose piece is always more than just a piece.

Anonymous said...

Jeanette Cheezum

I wonder did the Dentists like cigars or was he hoping to be Frued.