Harding’s Psychosexual View
If you’re up against a guy who wants to win by makign you weaker instead of making himself stronger, then watch for his knee, he’s gonna go for your vitals. And that’s what that old buzzard is doing, going for your vitals (McMurphy; p. 58)
“This world … belongs to the strong, my friend! …. Mr. McMurphy… my friend … I’m not a chicken, Im a rabbit… All of us in here are rabbits of varying ages and degrees, hippity-hopping through our Walt Disney world. Oh, don’t misunderstand me, we’re not in here because we’re rabbits–we’d be rabbits wherever we were–we’re all in here because we can’t adjust to our rabbithood. We need a good strong wolf like the nurse to teach us our place” (Harding; p. 62) … you too, Mr McMurphy, for all your cowboy bluster and your sideshow swagger, you too, under that crusty surface, are probably just as soft and fuzzy and rabbit-souled as we are.” . . . . Rabbits are noted for that certain trait, aren’t they? Notorious, in fact, for their whambam. Yes. Um. But in any case, the point you bring up simply indicates that you are a healthy, functioning and adequate rabbit, whereas most of us in here even lack the sexaul ability to make the grade as adequate rabbits. Failures, we are–feeble, stunted, weak little creatures in a weak little race ….” (64-65)
“Ah, I believe my friend is catching on, fellow rabbits. Tell me, Mr. McMurphy, how does one go about showing a woman who’s boss, I mean other than lauging at her? How does he show her who’s king of the mountain? A man like you should be able to tell us that….” (68)
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Chief Broom’s Mechanistic View
The Big Nurse is able to set the wall clock at whatever speed she wants by just turning one of those dials in the steel door; when she takes a notion to hurry things up, she turns the speed up, and those hands whip around that disk like spokes on a wheel. The scene in the picture-screen windows goes through rapid changes of light to show morning, noon, and night…going through the full schedule of a day maybe twenty times an hour, till the Big Nurse sees everybody is right up to the breaking point, and she slacks off on the throttle, eases off the pace on that clock dial, like some kid been fooling with the moving picture projection machine …. But generally it’s the other way, the slow way. She’ll turn that dial to a dead stop and freeze the sun there on the screen so it don’t moave a scant hair for weeks….(73-4)
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Radio as metaphor?
Oh , yes, the so-called music. Yes, I suppose we do hear it if we concentrate, but then one can hear one’s own heartbeat too … You’ see, that’s a recording playing up there, my friend. We seldom hear the radio. The world news might not be therapeutic. And we’ve all heard that recording so many times now it simply slides out of our hearing, the way the sound of a waterfall soon becomes an unheard sound to those who live near it. Do you think if you lived near a waterfall you could hear it very long?” (76)
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The toothpaste stand (90-97)
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The television revolt (134-38)