You all know Hank the cat--writer, muse, survivor, and dead ringer for the Beast in Jean Cocteau's La Belle et la Bête. Back in mid December, I decided to expose Hank to the original Star Wars trilogy, Episodes IV through VI, in preparation for the release of Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Hank had some pretty strong opinions about the first film, some of them a bit R-rated. What follows is an account of that viewing experience, which will appear in my upcoming memoir (originally titled Geek Pray Walkabout, later changed to Geek Pray Evolve, currently a nameless manuscript in search of an identity). If you love Star Wars, you may not like what Hank has to say, but please don't take it out on him or his kind. Cat lives matter, after all:
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The doctors have a name for it: confabulation. The filling in gaps in memory by unconstrained fabrication.
In the latter half of the 19th Century, there was this Russian psychiatrist named Sergei Sergeyevich Korsakov observed this behavior in chronic alcoholics. Most often, these patients resorted to imagination to compensate for irregular memory loss and impaired ability to acquire new information.
The phenomenon is called Korsakov's psychosis.
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