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… A Sickness Unto Death - The American Interest. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

Anyone who has suffered from depression, or lived with someone suffering from it, knows that it is never simply a case of administering the right dose of medicine.

I have witnessed depression, and this is certainly true. I have also how effective ECT can be. I edited a paper ponce — a historical study of depression — and what  I remember best about it is that it showed that there had been epidemics of depression throughout history. During the Elizabethan period, melancholia (as it w then called) was so common in England that it was referred to on the continent as the Englishman's malady. Like many, Scialabba doesn't seem to have learned that faith is an art and must be practiced in such a way as to make it one's own. The ecclesiastics may object to one's conclusions, but they had trouble with Jesus also. As for myself, I was recently asked by a psychiatrist if I had ever suffered an episode of depression. I said to him "Me? No. I'm shallow." He broke out laughing. Which of course is not to say I have never known sadness. But sadness is nothing like depressions as I have witnessed it. It is just another color on the palette of life.