Abstract
As a graduate student in New York City in the 1970s, I was trained within an ego psychological model. I rebelled against most of this training, based on a drive theory epistemology that seemed to blame us for our thoughts, desires, even our creativity, which were seen as ways of escaping our forbidden desires and the murderous forms these were thought to take. Kill your father to marry your mother; kill your mother to marry your father. The best you could hope for was Freudian sublimation (or endless Lacanian metonymic elision, though Lacan was not part of my training).