Kickass and the Obama dream

Kickass, the doorstop dog, is trying to help the keeper process his—the keeper’s Christmas-night dream of sitting on a darkened couch with President Obama as he—Obama casually converses with somebody on the phone.  As is the nature of dreams, this one was fragmented and incomplete, and included the keeper thinking that he should find his camera and take a picture because a personal Obama visit is pretty special.

Obviously, the dream’s genesis was in the TV program about Obama that the keeper and Phyllis watched just before bedtime, and in which the former president was portrayed as someone you would enjoy hosting on your couch.

Dreams, according to some cursory research by the keeper are “messages from the unconscious mind to the cognitive mind” and, as shown in neuroimaging studies, involve an emotional center of the brain called the “amygdale.”

As with most dreams, the Obama-on-the-couch one posed frustrating questions: how did Obama happen to be in the keeper’s neighborhood, how did he get into the house, and just who the hell was he talking to on the phone?

The keeper will never know the answers to these questions, and has to be happy that his dreams about presidents do not turn into nightmares, which, considering that unconscious-cognitive thing, could very easily happen between now and Jan. 20.  That, Kickass suggests, might find the keeper twitching and whining in his sleep like a dog dreaming of chasing a cat, a bad cat.

Go amygdale!

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