Chapter 1390: The Call of the Stars (16)
The sunset over the Hudson River was no brighter and more sustained than elsewhere, and in about an hour that warm glow vanished, and when darkness enveloped Hell's Kitchen, Schiller, who was sitting in the clinic, stood up and turned on the lights.
Daredevil Matt is an acquired blind man, blinded by radioactive materials spilled from a truck in order to save a blind man, and since the optic nerve is still intact, with the current level of medical care, he has a chance to see again, but he doesn't need it.
His mind-eye skills allowed his other enhanced senses to conjure up the surrounding landscape in his mind, even more so than many people see, and was not limited by the visual area.
Therefore, the moment Schiller got up to turn on the light, Matt's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the muscles under the suit were tense, and his waist was exerted, like a fierce beast that arched its body and was ready to attack at any time.
Matt's eyes weren't sensitive to light, and he felt Schiller sit back down after hearing a few "clicks" of the switch being flipped in.
"Another drink?" Matt asked, looking at the glass in front of Schiller, with his godless eyes.
"Nope." Schiller shook his head and replied, then he put one leg on the other, put his hand in front of him and said, "That's so sweet." β
"Then let's have some more fish."
"I'm not interested in raw food." Schiller lowered his eyes and shook his head at the few remaining slices of mandarin bream on his plate.
"It seems that you are the old sherry who Schiller said he liked." Matt didn't show much surprise, he just picked up the ice wine next to him and poured himself another glass, and picked up a slice of fish and put it on the plate.
"I regret his behavior in spreading stereotypes, but he did have some things to do and left for a while, but I didn't want to end the conversation with his friends there, so I took the shift for the time being."
"You have a child?"
Matt couldn't tell if the previous sentence was Schiller or the stranger, so he could only ask.
"Not quite right." Schiller's tone was calm, and he said, "I have a lot of students, and they all have their own characteristics. β
"It seems that one of the features impresses you."
Perhaps because lawyers and doctors have something in common, Matt's way of speaking is different from that of many of the superheroes here, and the pace and pace of his conversation is more similar to Schiller's.
"Sort of." Schiller did not deny it, but after a pause, he seemed to feel that his attitude was inappropriate, and added: "His thesis is even more so." β
"You're a teacher?"
"Yes."
Matt found that the other party seemed to be taking care of him being blind and did not make any physical movements, and he could have just nodded in the face of this question, but still spoke.
"It seems that the student has caused you a lot of trouble, and your behavior pattern tends to be cautious and timely." Matt guessed, but soon he touched his own man with his hand and said, "Sometimes, I am like this, and when I face my own students, I have to act like a more perfect me." β
Schiller tilted his head, as if interested in his view, Matt took chopsticks in one hand, picked up the fish and put it in his mouth, and said as he chewed, "Do you want to be a role model while being a teacher?" In the eyes of parents and students, the answer to this question must be yes, and teachers must do it before they can teach students. β
"Isn't that so?" Schiller asked.
Matt shook his head, and continued: "My students have a thousand lives, and I can't experience all of them, they also have countless future possibilities, and I can't experience them all, I prefer to help and let go at the right time." β
"Motherly teaching." Schiller commented.
"Because then I don't have to hurt each other with my children, one side controls, the other resists, and I am only willing to do that to criminals."
"Do you know Freud?" Schiller asked, but he didn't expect Matt on the other side to answer, but explained to himself: "He has been great on the stage of cognitive theory, and he has a very interesting theory, that is, 'love mother imitates father, love father imitates mother'." β
"Although I personally feel that he places too much emphasis on sexual impulse in cognitive theory, I still agree with some of his theory, including his theory of the formation of attachment psychology in human childhood."
"In adulthood, people will imitate others through their own rational cognition, with the aim of better communicating with them or integrating into the group."
"But in childhood, we can't afford to choose who we socialize, and whether you want to or not, human cubs need to be raised by their parents."
"The relationship with parents is the most difficult proposition in the world, but everyone has to face it, and at this time, a very strange phenomenon arises, when you start to rely on one of them, you do not imitate his way of acting, but choose to imitate the other."
"Because the family itself is a manifestation of some kind of mutual possession, the father possesses the mother, and the mother possesses the father, and the more they love whom the newborn child wants to join in this relationship. The more they want to possess someone, but they don't know how to possess it, they learn the behavior pattern of the one who already possesses it. β
"Then we can look at it the other way around, that attachment to the mother and possessiveness of her can bring the child's pattern of behavior closer to that of the father, and if the object of possession is the father, the pattern of behavior is closer to that of the mother."
Matt's hand holding the wine glass paused, and Schiller's voice sounded at the right time: "It should be your father who just came to your mind, right?" β
"So you mean that my upbringing was gentler and closer to my mother because I was raised by my father?"
"In a way, it does."
"So, you want to explain to me that Schiller's approach to education is more skewed towards his strict father because he is more attached to his mother?"
Schiller lowered his eyes, and even though he knew that Matt couldn't see his expression directly, he was still dutifully showing his mood through the subtle changes in his facial muscles, and he said, "Yes, but I have to explain another point, and that is jealousy. β
"Jealousy?"
"If you possess your mother, you will be jealous of your father, and if you possess your father, you will be jealous of your mother."
"It's ridiculous." Matt commented, but he explained it sensibly: "Sometimes the conclusions of psychiatrists and philosophers make me think that humanity is really hopeless. β
"And that's exactly what happened." Schiller rarely refutes it, but goes on to say: "I am just repeating some existing theories, which does not mean that I agree with him, it is just a view of the problem." β
"I now wonder how Schiller is going to keep those children safe by throwing them into a dangerous universe?"
"I'm discussing this with you."
Schiller leaned back, leaned back on the couch, moved the hand in front of him to his side, and continued: "Broadly speaking, jealousy comes from possessiveness, and possessiveness comes from greed. β
"Greed is a human trait that is almost unavoidable." Schiller first made a conclusion, and then said: "After the end of the child's attachment period, it can be divided into two situations: if the possessiveness of the parents is not satisfied, in addition to deepening jealousy, it will also produce insecurity and even revenge, and finally form the cause of the rebellious period." β
"And what if it's satisfied?" Matt asked.
Schiller leaned forward, picked up the empty glass, looked at it in his hand, and said in a slightly complicated tone: "Being satisfied creates enough security to make one's personality more stable...... But there is actually another situation. β
"What's that?"
"It's a little too satisfying." Schiller looked up at Matt's blank eyes and said, "In order to satisfy the child, he does not hesitate to sacrifice himself, even his own safety and life." β
Matt's arm tensed suddenly, and there was no doubt that it was his father again in his mind now.
The father who did not hesitate to resist the gang for him, in order to let his children see that he was victorious, refused to play fake boxing, and was finally brutally killed by the gang.
"Do you know what this will lead to?"
"Guilt." Matt replied.
"It's just a situation where you can compensate, and if you don't even have the opportunity to make amends, it will develop into another paranoid pursuitβan internal drive for fear of tragedy happening again, just like you do to the gangsters."
Matt felt chills all over his body, as if he had been stripped naked in front of this stranger he didn't know well, and his innocent eyes had seen through the deepest secrets of his heart.
"You fight the gangsters, in addition to justice and revenge for your father, there is another motive, and that is control, and you feel that the gangs that are out of your control are creating tragedies like your father every minute, and you are terrified of this, so you must try to prevent this from happening."
Matt pursed his lips, he raised his eyes and looked at Schiller and said, "Aren't we talking about Schiller?" Why did the conversation come back to me? β
"I'm just talking about Schiller."
Schiller put the glass back on the table, as if he was not very accustomed to the fact that the person opposite could not understand the dumb riddle he played, so he had to make his words a little clearer.
"Among the group of people who were thrown into that universe, there was one that was special to Schiller, and he was important to Schiller."
"Then why ......" Matt was stunned for a moment as he said this, and then said to himself: "Schiller is worried that some tragedy will happen again, so he has to control someone, or change him?" β
Schiller sighed slightly, as if relieved by the sudden rise in the other party's comprehension, but what he didn't expect was that the superheroes here were not very good at looking at faces, let alone stopping in moderation, Matt asked:
"What is this tragedy?"
Schiller pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to say anything, but judging from Matt's expression, he knew that if he didn't say it, the man in front of him would definitely break the casserole and ask the end, and even shout all over the world.
So he could only click as far as he could.
"A mother loses one of her children, she can't afford to lose a second."
Matt had an incomprehensible expression, and before he continued to ask, Schiller sighed deeply and had to explain:
"The first child has something special and will not be unable to survive in a special world, but the second child is just an ordinary person, and it is simply not enough to cope with this dangerous world."
"And what Schiller wants to do is to do whatever it takes to give him the ability to live, and Schiller's ultimate goal is to let him live on his own, so you don't have to worry, he or they will die."
(End of chapter)