261 — Psychosclerosis: Traditional Folk Disease Officially Recognized

There's a common condition, a scourge shunned for far too long, that's been called the "hidden affliction." Raging across all demographics, every race, across genders, and even extending vertically through generations, it's seldom referenced until recognized and called out—typically—rudely, in a vocal identification nothing short of overt invective.

Viz., "Hey, asshole!"

PSYCHOSCLEROSIS

People suffering from psychoanal cavitation, as it has previously been called, are no longer referenced with just a side-eye of disgust. Being officially recognized by the task force of a professional organization has not only validated these unfortunate individuals as blameless but has extended that validity to the point wherein third-part payers (e.g, private insurers and government programs) now pay for its treatment.

Psychiatric aberrations have traditionally been meted under the auspices of the American Academy of Psychiatry, whose recognition of pathology is the gold standard of disease classification. As such, the newly coined designaton, psychosclerosis, describes an affect in which there is "hardening" of minds/thoughts that seals one's thinking and retards growth, self-improvement, empathy, and the ability to learn. It interferes with adjusting to changing situations or others' methodologies.

Like "retard," the term "asshole" is now considered insensitive and politically incorrect. This has at times been sociologically challenging, as non-sufferers who have no empathy themselves for psychosclerotics, experience a new tolerance-disconnect referred to as the psychorelaxation "gap."

Psychorelaxation is maintaining equanimity when provoked by disparate societal juxtapositions, e.g., someone behaving so boorishly that they are begging to be called the proverbial (with apologies) "asshole" and the psychic anxiety and stress that builds when one cannot.

The validation of psychosclerosis as an acceptable affliction has, unfortunately, engendered this corollary, newly vetted gap diagnosis, the yet-to-be-named "You-mean-now-we-can't-call-an-asshole-an-asshole-anymore?"

Now psyhosclerosis sufferers no longer have to flame without hope, whether or not they know they need hope. Or be called certain "identifying" names at traffic lights or in parking lots. The genome project has allowed direct tinkering with the asshole allele on the genetic anal-attracting protein, prickein. (Of biochemical significance, prickien's L-enantiomer stimulates the secretion of gall.)

Ganza, a jerkoff-1-inhibitor, has been effective in making 83% of psychosclerotics asshole-free by four months.

Ask your stupid doctor to take a gander at Ganza. Or for extra help, Extrava-Ganza.

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ABOUT THIS STORY:

I had once visited this concept in my Story-a-Day #98/366, Shenanigans and Such: a Treatise on Dipshits, Assholes, and Combobulations, posted Sunday, April 7, 2024, in the Story-a-Day Challenge. I felt that was not enough!

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

For Tuesday, September 17, Day 261 of the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge

366 WORDS (without A/N)

Accompaniment photo as AI derived, but the cavitation was not.

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THIS CHALLENGE SPHINCTERS ON, 366 PUCKERS AT A TIME.

There are currently three surviving, up-tight, clenching, Vocal surfers still keeping continent in the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge:

• L.C. Schäfer (Not one)

• Rachel Deeming (Not one)

• Gerard DiLeo (May be one, but thanks to the Affordable Care Act, I cannot be denied for it being a pre-existing condition, which it always is!)