The assassination of Clinical Psychology

(This is not "the onion" – it's TRUE)

I had an interesting discussion with a very good friend of mine yesterday, whom for the purposes of safety (public and her own) and identity protection, will remain anonymous in this posting!

Apart from already being so busy and consumed with current job, cat on lap, assassins creed and burning the (was it fish or salmon?), she seems extremely twixt with the career path she has ventured upon, which is becoming a clinical psychologist and becoming an assassin. After a long, very serious discussion, it was clear that although she has a very obvious flare and talent for helping people, her mind is equally as primed for assassinating the same audience.

I had visions of her inching her tiny frame, blonde hair covering her shoulders, bright green eyes sparkling, moving towards her "client" , freckles wrinkling with her nose as she smiles (or grins).. listening intently to their plight. At this point I could not decide, will she be holding a pen and a recorder or a M24 Sniper Weapon, the militarized version of the Remington 700… whichever "office stationery" you choose to add to this picture.. well, that is up to you..

This had me thinking… how does one decide what to do and which path to take? Tough choice really!

I mean what can one do when your brain tells you to go for the helping option and the other thing seems to step in the way? Remember that scene in the "Bourne Identity" When he didnt know how come he could kick the living kurfunckles out of people so well with no mental recollection of any training? Well, in this very case, i am not sure if M can attest to any of these skills.. but hey. i say - if you have been given a gift - hidden, sadistic or otherwise.. who am i to tell you: You CANT KILL PEOPLE FOR A LIVING??!! :-)

You go O-Ren Ishii!!

wink wink. (i told ya i was gonna!)