{"product_id":"the-protest-psychosis-isbn-9780807001271","title":"The Protest Psychosis","description":"\u003cb\u003eA powerful account of how cultural anxieties about race shaped American notions of mental illness \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe civil rights era is largely remembered as a time of sit-ins, boycotts, and riots. But a very different civil rights history evolved at the Ionia State Hospital for the Criminally Insane in Ionia,  Michigan. In \u003ci\u003eThe Protest Psychosis, \u003c\/i\u003epsychiatrist and cultural critic Jonathan Metzl tells the shocking story of how schizophrenia became the diagnostic term overwhelmingly applied to African American protesters at Ionia—for political reasons as well as clinical ones. Expertly sifting through a vast array of cultural documents, Metzl shows how associations between schizophrenia and blackness emerged during the tumultuous decades of the 1960s and 1970s—and he provides a cautionary tale of how anxieties about race continue to impact doctor-patient interactions in our seemingly postracial America.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis book was published with two different covers. Customers will be shipped the book with one of the two covers.\u003cb\u003ePreface\u003c\/b\u003e The Protest Psychosis \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart I Ionia\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e1\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eHomicidal \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e2\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eIonia \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart II Alice Wilson\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e3\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eShe Tells Very Little about Her Behavior Yet Shows a Lot \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e4\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eLoosening Associations \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e5\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eLike a Family \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart III Octavius Greene\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e6\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eThe Other Direction \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e7\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eCategories \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e8\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eOctavius Greene Had No Exit Interview \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e9\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eThe Persistence of Memory \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart IV Caeser Williams\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e10\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eToo Close for Comfort \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e11\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eHis Actions Are Determined Largely by His Emotions \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e12\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eRevisionist Mystery \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e13\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eA Racialized Disease \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e14\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eA Metaphor for Race \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart V Rasheed Karim\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e15\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eTurned Loose \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e16\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eDeinstitutionalization \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e17\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eRaised in a Slum Ghetto \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e18\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003ePower, Knowledge, and Diagnostic Revision \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e19\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eReturn of the Repressed \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e20\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eRashomon \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e21\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eSomething Else Instead \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart VI Remnants\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e22\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eLocked Away \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e23\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eDiversity \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e24\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eInside \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e25\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eRemnants \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e26\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eControllin’ the Planet \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e27 \u003c\/i\u003eConclusion \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Acknowledgments \u003cbr\u003e Notes \u003cbr\u003e Index“A terrific new book . . . exceptional and unexpected.”\u003ci\u003e—\u003c\/i\u003eMelissa Harris-Lacewell, \u003ci\u003eThe Nation \u003c\/i\u003eblog\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A fascinating, penetrating book by one of medicine’s most exceptional young scholars.”\u003ci\u003e—\u003c\/i\u003eDelese Wear\u003ci\u003e, JAMA: The Journal of the American Medical Association\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “A stunning and disturbing book . . . [A] compelling cultural history that exposes postwar psychiatry’s racist character and its enduring legacy.”—Robin D. G. Kelley, author of \u003ci\u003eThelonious Monk: The Life and Times of an American Original\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Part reportage, part analysis, part theory . . . Metzl challenges readers to peel back the layered complexities of race and medicine.”—Felicia Pride\u003ci\u003e, The Root\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “[Metzl] make[s] a powerful case for the way schizophrenia was transformed into a racialized disease.”—Christopher Lane\u003ci\u003e, Psychology Today\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Metzl addresses a long-standing diagnostic tension in psychiatry with insight, clarity, and informative historical detail.”\u003ci\u003e—Health Affairs\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eJonathan M. Metzl\u003c\/b\u003e is associate professor of psychiatry and women’s studies and director of the Culture, Health, and Medicine Program at the University of Michigan. A 2008 Guggenheim Fellowship recipient, Metzl has written extensively for medical, psychiatry, and popular publications. His books include \u003ci\u003eProzac on the Couch\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eDifference and Identity in Medicine\u003c\/i\u003e. He lives in Ann   Arbor, Michigan.\u003cb\u003eChapter 1: Homicidal\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Cecil Peterson had no history with the police. Even on the day the  white stranger insulted his mother, Peterson simply wanted to eat lunch.  He sat in his usual seat at the counter of the diner on Woodward    Street and ordered his usual BLT and coffee. Somehow he caught the  stranger’s eye in the squinted way that begets immediate conflict  between men. The stranger glared. Peterson was not one to walk away from  confrontation, but he knew the implications of glaring back. One should  not glare back at a white man. So he looked down. But the two men  crossed paths again after Peterson paid his tab and walked outside. And  then came the remark. And then came the fight.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Two white Detroit police officers happened to be passing by the diner  that September day in 1966. They ran to the altercation and tried to  separate the combatants. At that point, according to their formal  report, Peterson turned on the officers and struck them “without  provocation.” According to the report, Peterson knocked one officer down  and “kicked him in the side.” A second police team arrived and assisted  in apprehending the “agitated” Mr. Peterson. Medics took the first  officers on the scene to the Wayne  County Hospital emergency room. The  ER physician’s report noted that both officers had “bruises,” though  neither required treatment. The white stranger was not charged.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Peterson was twenty-nine, African American, and an unmarried father of  four who worked the line at Cadillac Motor Company. He had not  previously come to the attention of the state. He had not been diagnosed  or treated for any physical or mental illness. Nor had he been held for  crimes or misdemeanors. He had limited interactions with white people  and preferred to stay close to home. But on that September day in 1966  his life changed along with his identity. He became a prisoner. And then  he became a patient.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The Wayne County court convicted Mr. Peterson of two counts of “assault  on a police officer causing injury requiring medical attention” and  sent him to the Wayne County jail on a two- to ten-year sentence. After  several weeks of incarceration, prison notes described Mr. Peterson as  “extremely paranoid and potentially explosive,” screaming that “the  white stranger” had “insulted my mother” and that his “civil rights”  were being violated. The prison psychiatrist provided a diagnosis of  “sociopathic personality disturbance with antisocial reaction,” and  recommended seclusion, restraint, and continuous doses of Thorazine at  200 milligrams. Within six months, Mr. Peterson’s unprovoked outbursts  became so severe that he earned the distinction of being a “problem  inmate” who was “dangerous on the basis of his presenting a threat to  the guards.” Soon thereafter, he began to ramble incoherently. One  guard’s note explained that Mr. Peterson “occasionally grimaces, remains  silent for long minutes, then looks up toward the ceiling with his eyes  rolling in all directions.” A year into his incarceration, Mr. Peterson  loudly accused the prison staff of “depriving him of women.” They  observed him to be “hostile, suspicious, and increasingly annoyed”  without any apparent provocation. He soon escalated, and the prison  psychiatrist was called again. This time the psychiatrist recommended  transferring Mr. Peterson to the notorious Ionia State  Hospital for the  Criminally Insane. The transfer sheet described Mr. Peterson as  “HOMICIDAL.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The drive to Ionia took four hours, much of which Mr. Peterson slept  off in the back of the police car. But he stiffened when the vehicle  pulled into the winding drive that led up to Ionia Hospital; and his  attention reached the level of panic when the car doors opened onto the  expansive, forty-onebuilding campus of bricks and chimneys and yards and  fences and crazy people as far as the eye could see.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dragged inside one of the largest of these buildings, Mr. Peterson  shouted and struggled to get away. He said he was an “African warrior”  and spoke gibberish, which he claimed to be his native African language.  Then, in English, he loudly accused the guards of detaining him against  his will. He claimed to be under attack by all white men.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Sylvan Cabrioto was not fazed. He had been the on-call physician at the  Ionia receiving hospital since 1958, fully ten years before Cecil  Peterson appeared in his examination room. A first-generation  psychiatrist and secondgeneration American, Cabrioto was an  authoritative, robust man of fifty-three who had a different bow tie for  each day of the week. Treating the steady flow of burglars, peeping  toms, pedophiles, and murderers who came through the Ionia doors gave  Cabrioto a detached air of competence that undoubtedly resulted from  having seen it all before. So he was not intimidated, at least not  overtly, when Peterson appeared in the receiving hospital, or when the  two prison guards drove off, or even when, after his handcuffs were  taken off, Mr. Peterson “doubled up his fists” and gestured in a manner  that was “irritable, disturbed, and sarcastic.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was, after all, a stance Cabrioto had seen in nearly every one of  the growing number of “Negro” patients brought to the Ionia State  Hospital for the Criminally Insane in the 1960s. One man heard the voice  of Jesus telling him to come home. Another was certain that loved ones  were trying to poison him. Another performed “mystic voodoo movements”  while claiming an “eternal struggle against the white man.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Like Peterson, most of the men came from “deteriorated neighborhoods”  of Detroit. Most nonetheless held gainful employment. Like Peterson,  each was convicted of a crime against person or property, ranging from  larceny to murder to various forms of civil unrest. Few of the men had  seen psychiatrists prior to their convictions, though this was not  surprising since few psychiatrists resided in the urban sections of  Detroit in the 1960s and 1970s. The men passed through various courts,  prisons, and other state institutions. By the time they arrived at  Ionia, they were nothing if not psychotic. Like Peterson, they  hallucinated and ideated, or acted withdrawn, suspicious, paranoid, or  combative. They argued, and fought, and resisted, and projected. 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