Freud and Medicine

Abstract

IF all the words spoken in praise of Freud on the hundredth anniversary of his birth were recorded on a tape it would reach to the pole star. I hesitate to add to their numbers. I have, moreover, no special qualifications for speaking of him. I never knew Freud. To be sure, I have come under the influence of some of his disciples, but I am already three generations removed from the original progenitor, and in three generations a stock can become greatly modified, and spontaneous mutations can occur. It is not my purpose either to praise Freud or to . . .