Had she been able to escape rabid and rampant feminazism which is currently engrossed with murdering newborn babies and selling body parts, could Sylvia have been saved?
What with the appearance of Plath’s new letters, Emily Cooke writes in Bookforum that she is especially interested [in reading] Plath’s letters to her psychoanalyst Dr. Ruth Beuscher. Cooke finds these letters in particular to be compelling … first for what they showed about Plath’s state of mind, but second for what they showed about Beuscher.
While Plath was desperately reaching out to Beuscher and trying to establish some kind of connection, the analyst remained Freudian to the end, failing to respond to most of the letters, offering the kind of oracular stupidities that tended to demean and insult the recipient.
While Plath has been dubbed, by Janet Malcolm in particular, “the silent woman”, one comes away from Cooke’s summary of Plath’s letters to Beuscher with the impression that the real silent woman was Beuscher.
And that Plath’s failure to connect with her imperious and grossly irresponsible analyst contributed to her choice to commit suicide.
Can well believe it. The last thing on earth any woman needs, let alone one as brittle as she was, was to fall into the clutches of raving feminazis, quite wrist-slitting.
Now, the reason she did that is that she’d latched onto a womaniser, a narcissistic cad, so what was she expecting? Why do women do these things? As for him, he didn’t deserve her for sure but how much of that was her developing chronic feminazism and how much his caddishness?
There’s a key passage in my long book, in the middle, where the woman latches onto one of these adonises and all she would ever have is a miserable life chasing after a pretty boy who cared not.
What I’m suggesting is there are far better men than that who might not look quite the hunk all women seem to want but he has one vital thing – he would look after her until death did him part from the world.
They do exist, I know a few, they are not betas, they’re just as alpha as the hunk, but only the discerning woman would hold out for one. And the discerning woman would realise this – some women can latch onto and adore a man in an unrequited way but Sylvia was not one of them.
She clearly needed a man of sufficient stature, be it in poetry, something physical, occupation, whatever, that she could respect and he would have to be gone on her too to put up with her carry-on.
That is certainly not an impossibility, it just requires both to be careful and realise what they’ve getting into. Also, there was this:
Raised as a Unitarian, Plath experienced a loss of faith after her father’s death and remained ambivalent about religion throughout her life.
So many red flags in that quote. Brought up the wrong way, she abandoned everything, including that which would have saved her mind. Instead, where did she turn?
She spent the next six months in psychiatric care, receiving more electric and insulin shock treatment under the care of Dr. Ruth Beuscher.
Bad, bad, bad. Terminal in fact. If she could have had a proper Christian upbringing, the last thing she would have done is attempted suicide – she would have seen her father’s death in the way the Reverend Scott Holland did:
There is one critical missing element in her upbringing – the Spirit, the Comforter, the Protector. She would not let that come near her.
Also, a good man would have explored things with her, turned into her as she was turned into him.
But it was not to be, people do these things to themselves.
As for the feminazis … well, ’nuff said.