I thought this opinion article was great…
Henry Rollins: Teeing Off: Help Yourself to Self Helpfrom
The Huffington Post
I can still remember my mother coming back to our apartment after one of her marathon Erhard Seminar Training, otherwise known as EST, weekends and exclaiming such cultish bullshit as, “Be here now!” “You’re an asshole!” Well, she got it half right but I remember wondering what grave misfortune befell adults to send them running herd-like into hotel ballrooms, pay outrageous sums of money to sit in folding chairs and be told for hours, by someone they had never met, how badly they were fucking up their lives. This group cry was classified as self-help. Why you had to do it together with hundreds of other people was beyond me but it made my mother happy in a slightly disturbing waiting-to-be-beamed up kind of way, so what the hell? Self-help books, CDs, shows, seminars, and retreats are everywhere. Your neuroses are big business. The only downside is perhaps someday you’ll become strong enough to leave the temple with your wallet, so self-helpers are always quick to remind you that you’re not quite cured and they should know — they were once [ ... ]

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