Em 23/9 de 2014 completaram-se 75 anos da morte de S. Freud. A esse respeito, duas publicações, dentre várias, mostraram-se bastante interessantes para revelar o quanto o pensamento freudiano continua vivo, apesar de tudo:
Why Freud Still Haunts Us, by Michael S. Roth [The Chronicle of Higher Education]
[…] If we become interested only in how we are put together, in how our neurology works, and not in how we make meaning from our past, then Freud will have truly disappeared from our culture. But if we continue to consider the past important for giving meaning and direction to our lives, then it’s a good bet that we will continue to ask and try to respond to those annoying questions that require us to find new ways to tell our stories, to better work through who we are and what we want.
How Sigmund Freud Wanted to Die, by Lewis Cohen [The Atlantic]
Anecdotes from his doctors reveal that the famed psychoanalyst’s request has echoes in today’s assisted-suicide debate.
[…] On September 21, according to Schur’s first-person account, Freud reached out, grasped him by the hand, and said, “My dear Schur, you certainly remember our first talk. You promised me then not to forsake me when my time comes. Now it’s nothing but torture and makes no sense any more.”
Schur said he had not forgotten. He wrote that Freud “sighed with relief, held my hand for a moment longer, and said ‘I thank you,’ and after a moment of hesitation he added: ‘Tell Anna about this.’ All this was said without a trace of emotionality or self‑pity, and with full consciousness of reality.”
Schur continued, “I informed Anna of our conversation, as Freud had asked.” She reluctantly agreed, thankful her father had remained lucid and able to make this final decision.
Schur wrote, “When he was again in agony, I gave him a hypodermic of two centigrams of morphine [approximately 15 to 25 mg]. He soon felt relief and fell into a peaceful sleep. The expression of pain and suffering was gone. I repeated this dose after about 12 hours. Freud was obviously so close to the end of his reserves that he lapsed into a coma and did not wake up again.”
Freud quietly died at three in the morning of September 23, 1939, 75 years ago. Three days later, his body was cremated. Freud’s ashes were placed in an ancient Greek urn that had been a gift from Marie Bonaparte. Freud bequeathed to Schur his pocket watch, which in turn was passed along to Schur’s children and their children in perpetuity.