Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Is it childhood Oppositional Defiant Disorder (ODD)? No. It's adulthood Unreasonable Demand Disorder (UDD).

What causes defiance? Unreasonable demands.

There is no such thing as Oppositional Defiant Disorder (ODD). It is among the many myths of mental illness.

The true illness is called Unreasonable Demand Disorder (UDD). It is a common plague among parents, teachers, policemen, parole officers, prison guards, shock "treatment" advocates at the Judge Rotenberg Center, and Board Certified Behavior Analysts (BCBA's) when they do not seek the consent of the child to their behavior change interventions.

Why are demands unreasonable? How do you get the consent of a reasonable request? See the related post: "Gaining Consent from the Recipient of Behavior Modification."

Sunday, March 29, 2015

What’s an old man to do?

I’m on the wrong side of the bed as I wake.
I put on a shirt that’s inside out.
I have three cups of coffee.
I know it will give me a headache.
I’m out for a walk with the reading glasses.
Should I come to a light, it’s probably red.
It’s rainy and windy and the umbrella snaps.
Water gets into the shoes.
I sit on the bus and get bedbugs.
Stop and Shop doesn't have what I need.
Home again, on the first try, as usual, I turn the key backwards.
I look at the room; it’s untidy.
I tidy the room and it’s never enough.
I sweep the floor and stub my toe.
Then of course I’m wearing the distance glasses
When I pick up a book to read.
I shout, “You knew that would happen, but you did it anyway!”
The next door neighbor pounds on the wall.
He says, “What the hell are you doing in there?”
When I go to type “m”, I press “n.”
Windows crashes and nothing is saved.
Making the bed, I feel like a nap.
The shirt comes off inside out.
I don’t bother to fix it for next time.
I wake up too soon to pee.
It sprinkles on top of the floor.
Five minutes spent and it’s never all gone from the bladder.
My arm has a bump and I scratch it.
What’s an old man to do?

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Let's simply BUYcott non-GMO products instead of boycotting GMO.

Dear political activists,

There’s no sense pulling your noses out of joint because corporations won’t stick a GMO label on foods containing Genetically Modified Organisms. There’s an easier method than putting on the boxing gloves, so there's little use in “cutting off your noses to spite your faces.” 

Just promote the products with non-GMO verified labels and tell the public it’s safe to assume all other foods contain GMOs.

Advocates should expend their energy and funds educating the public rather than fighting the unethical corporations, with this issue.

It’s called a “BUYcott,” positive reinforcement of favorable policies. Google it. Be you left or right wing or smack dab in the middle, this kind of logic can help any wing win an easily fought campaign. It encompasses precisely how to “win friends and influence people” with power.

Thank you kindly now.

I remain yours truly,

Dave Jersey

See the related Reward and Consent post: “Behavioral Politics with Positive Reinforcement.”

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