Subliminal Messages from the Great Depression Era
Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 7:57 pm
I wonder if there are people here whose parents lived in the Great Depression and who passed certain subliminal messages on to their children--us. I'm trying to sort out which of those messages were useful and which were not.
I paid only casual attention to the influence of subliminal messages transmitted generationally to children of children of the Great Depression until a few weeks ago when something seemingly insignificant happened and I realized I was engaging in weird thinking. I decided if KA can post about dirt thumb suckers, I'd go ahead and do this. (insert pretend smilie)
I bought a new set of cookware. My 35 year old set of stainless steel Farberware had seen better days and I really wanted to update my kitchen. So, I got a deal (a deal and a half!) at Kohl's on a brand new set of non-stick fabulously red cookware-- Farberware again! (insert pretend smilie applause). The set is contemporary and beautiful.
I unpacked them bit by bit and reveled in the fact that they shine and all the handles and knobs were intact, which should give you some idea of what shape the old set was in after 35 years of churning out meals on a daily basis. And they're RED!
I cleaned out the cupboard of old mis-matched things (corning ware and such as that) and threw it all away. Except for the old Farberware. I procrastinated about it for days until a family member lit the fire under me and I gathered up the old cookware and put them on the counter under the guise of getting them ready for the trash. Said family member noticed that I hadn't put them in the trash and started to pick them up to do it for me-- and I stopped them. "No, don't" "Why?" "I don't know" "You need to throw them out." "I can't do it". "Why?" "I don't know, I just can't" "You'll be happy to have everything organized" "I know, but it's hard for me" "Why? Cause you were poor?" "That and I remember when I got them and how grateful I was that someone gave me something new and they can still be used". "But you have new one's now" "I can't do it. You do it." So said family member said they would do it and took them away.
Here comes the weirdness. When they took up a stack of cookware for the trash, I realized how anxious I was. I actually had to take a deep breath while they did it. And more deep breaths. And I had to wonder why I was freaking out about a heap of pots and pans.
Same thing earlier today. I had bought a new set of dishes. Nothing exceptional, just new every day dishes. I got round to throwing out the old mis-matched set and I had to have the family member do it for me. They actually took the mismatched dishes and smashed them all in the trash "so you don't come back for them."
They know me.
"I would go back for them." "I know, it's because you were poor". "No, it's not because I was poor, it's because I was raised by a parent who lived through the Great Depression and THEY were far more poor than I ever was, and they taught me not to throw away things that could be used."
While the dishes were being smashed, I took several deep breaths again. I didn't realize I wasn't breathing until I couldn't not breathe any more and took another breath. True anxiety over throwing away something that could still be used.
At least I made some progress via inner reflection and realized that the resistance to throwing away certain "stuff" wasn't necessarily because I was poor but because I'd probably received verbal and non-verbal messages throughout my childhood that grew out of the childhood of one who lived through the Great Depression and really didn't always know where their next meal was coming from.
Things like that.
Do any of you have those messages in your head? Are you aware that you do? Which messages are useful?
It's not easy to come to the realization that you're acting on subliminal messages. And even then, it's not easy to resist acting on them.
(Please don't bring up the issue of thrift stores. I do take things to thrift stores but I wouldn't have taken the pots/pans or the dishes. I would have faked it by putting them in my car, riding around with them and procrastinating on taking them to the thrift store. More resistance and why? Because they were mine and they were still useful. Omg...thanks alot for the messages!)
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I paid only casual attention to the influence of subliminal messages transmitted generationally to children of children of the Great Depression until a few weeks ago when something seemingly insignificant happened and I realized I was engaging in weird thinking. I decided if KA can post about dirt thumb suckers, I'd go ahead and do this. (insert pretend smilie)
I bought a new set of cookware. My 35 year old set of stainless steel Farberware had seen better days and I really wanted to update my kitchen. So, I got a deal (a deal and a half!) at Kohl's on a brand new set of non-stick fabulously red cookware-- Farberware again! (insert pretend smilie applause). The set is contemporary and beautiful.
I unpacked them bit by bit and reveled in the fact that they shine and all the handles and knobs were intact, which should give you some idea of what shape the old set was in after 35 years of churning out meals on a daily basis. And they're RED!
I cleaned out the cupboard of old mis-matched things (corning ware and such as that) and threw it all away. Except for the old Farberware. I procrastinated about it for days until a family member lit the fire under me and I gathered up the old cookware and put them on the counter under the guise of getting them ready for the trash. Said family member noticed that I hadn't put them in the trash and started to pick them up to do it for me-- and I stopped them. "No, don't" "Why?" "I don't know" "You need to throw them out." "I can't do it". "Why?" "I don't know, I just can't" "You'll be happy to have everything organized" "I know, but it's hard for me" "Why? Cause you were poor?" "That and I remember when I got them and how grateful I was that someone gave me something new and they can still be used". "But you have new one's now" "I can't do it. You do it." So said family member said they would do it and took them away.
Here comes the weirdness. When they took up a stack of cookware for the trash, I realized how anxious I was. I actually had to take a deep breath while they did it. And more deep breaths. And I had to wonder why I was freaking out about a heap of pots and pans.
Same thing earlier today. I had bought a new set of dishes. Nothing exceptional, just new every day dishes. I got round to throwing out the old mis-matched set and I had to have the family member do it for me. They actually took the mismatched dishes and smashed them all in the trash "so you don't come back for them."
They know me.
"I would go back for them." "I know, it's because you were poor". "No, it's not because I was poor, it's because I was raised by a parent who lived through the Great Depression and THEY were far more poor than I ever was, and they taught me not to throw away things that could be used."
While the dishes were being smashed, I took several deep breaths again. I didn't realize I wasn't breathing until I couldn't not breathe any more and took another breath. True anxiety over throwing away something that could still be used.
At least I made some progress via inner reflection and realized that the resistance to throwing away certain "stuff" wasn't necessarily because I was poor but because I'd probably received verbal and non-verbal messages throughout my childhood that grew out of the childhood of one who lived through the Great Depression and really didn't always know where their next meal was coming from.
Things like that.
Do any of you have those messages in your head? Are you aware that you do? Which messages are useful?
It's not easy to come to the realization that you're acting on subliminal messages. And even then, it's not easy to resist acting on them.
(Please don't bring up the issue of thrift stores. I do take things to thrift stores but I wouldn't have taken the pots/pans or the dishes. I would have faked it by putting them in my car, riding around with them and procrastinating on taking them to the thrift store. More resistance and why? Because they were mine and they were still useful. Omg...thanks alot for the messages!)
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