
A recent blurb via the Yale Daily News, is a guest editorial by some psych-major chickee on a rant-- having apparently just discovered Freud and the Venti size Starbucks Caramel Macchiato.
excerpt:
"The Washington Monument. A Fender Stratocaster. AK-47s. Neckties. Codpiece bayonets. Reminders of the penis are everywhere, from Victorian novels to skylines to fruit bowls. According to Freud, you either have a penis or you want one. If you drive a Ferrari, or smoke a Presidente cigar, you probably have one, but it’s just not enough..." (want more?)
Thanks Lucy! Maybe someday you'll meet a nice guitar player with not enough Strats.