OK, so here's a look at the Sheen fiasco from a completely different perspective. I'm not sure how much of this I agree with, but it's an interesting view point.
Charlie Sheen's heroic stand against the tyrannical therapy police.
By Brendan O'Neill
Charlie Sheen is my hero. Not because he goes on five-day benders, takes binbags of drugs and cavorts with ladies of the night. That would be recklessly self-indulgent behaviour in anyone over the age of 21, never mind in a 45-year-old actor with a primetime TV job and a wife and children at home. No, he’s my hero because he refuses to allow his behaviour to be psychologised. He refuses to genuflect before the Oprahite altar of psychobabble and blame his antics on his “inner demons”. Instead he’s fighting like a terrier against experts’ attempts to brand him as “disordered” and in the process has made himself into a one-man army of resistance to the tyranny of therapy that has the twenty-first-century in its grip.
Easily the most shocking thing about the Charlie Sheen affair is not his recent debauched behaviour – Stop the press: Hollywood actor behaves hedonistically! – but rather the unstoppable march of a zombie-eyed army of therapists who want to diagnose Sheen from a distance as “mentally ill”. Every cod-psychologist in search of a headline, and increased business, is offering to write a prescription for Sheen. Under the headline “Addict or Bipolar? Examining the ‘Passion’ of Charlie Sheen”, Time magazine admits "it isn't possible to diagnose patients at a distance". And yet it proceeds to do precisely that, employing two experts to discuss whether Sheen is suffering from narcissistic personality disorder, bipolar mania, depression, anxiety or addiction.
In a TV interview, ABC's Andrea Canning asked Sheen if he was bipolar.. When he said “no”, and hinted that some people claim to be bipolar simply to excuse their erratic behaviour, she looked at him as if he was – in that other favoured phrase of the therapeutic industry – in denial. Even the brain-invaders at Psychology Today magazine have got involved, claiming that "the life and times of Charlie Sheen are a serious issue for us all". Why? Because apparently he is in the grip of a “Mood Disorder” (I think we used to call this “being moody”) and his failure to deal with it contains a lesson for everyone: “When you’re in the depths of a Mood Disorder, you swirl in an ocean of mental, physical and spiritual chaos, [and] it’s only when you reach the safety of the shore that you realise just how dangerously ill you were.” How do we reach the “safety of the shore”? Through the therapeutic intervention and guidance of psycho-experts, of course! On the back of their pseudo-diagnoses of Mr Sheen’s alleged various mental illnesses, psychologists are cynically seeking to boost their own professions.
To the fury of these overlords of therapy, Sheen is swatting aside all suggestions that he is disordered. He has denounced Alcoholics Anonymous for encouraging debilitating dependence on a Higher Power; he has slated those who blame their behaviour on demons from their past (“Like, ‘Oh my God, it’s all my mom’s fault!’ Shut up”, he recently said); and he has even challenged the very language the therapy police use. Asked on ABC if he was still "using" – that annoying Oprahite word for “taking drugs” – he said: “Using a blender? Using a vacuum cleaner? ‘Use’ is such an AA expression!” In his refusal to speak their lingo, to play their game, to do what all celebs in his situation must do these days – arrange to be interviewed by Hello! so that they can be photographed weeping while confessing to having suffered a mental breakdown – Sheen is rebelling against the super-conformist modern narrative of weak individuals who need to be saved by psycho-priests. They won’t forgive him for this.
The most revealing thing about the Sheen affair is the way normal emotions and failings are relentlessly psychologised today. Note how Time magazine puts the word “passion” in quote marks; others say that Sheen’s claim that he is simply “angry” is really a denial of the fact that he is "Mood Disordered". Apparently everything we do and feel is really an expression of some inner imbalance that urgently needs to be fixed by modern-day witch doctors with a PhD in personality-policing. In refusing to go along with this nonsense, Sheen nicely reminds us that we alone are responsible for our behaviour, and that we alone can improve ourselves, when we’re ready.
