Promotional Excess (hypno)

Dear Ron,

Sorry it's taken so long to get back to you, but I am once again on the run from those damn government agencies. I truly believe they would do anything to get their hands on my mind control device. So, here I am once more going undercover to continue my experiments in peace.

I ended up in this rather large city on the east coast - I won't tell you exactly where, just in case they're watching your mail. It was fairly easy for me to get a consultancy job - I think anyone can pass themselves off as a personnel expert these days. I just let the chairman of the board of a large investment firm know that I could increase his productivity and lower his employees' stress levels, and he hired me on the spot.

(And, no, I did not using any mind manipulation devices. You forget how persuasive I am without the help of technology. Remember back in college when I convinced the football captain that he was a coffee table? We used him for a week before we had to send him back before the police caught up with us.)

Anyway, I started work on the Monday morning, and the vice president of the company was showing me around. We ended up in a large meeting room where one of the department heads was giving a rundown on some new changes in the government's fiscal policy to about twenty or so employees.

There were two in the back row who really caught my attention. Good looking in a very heterosexual way. The VP and I were standing right behind them, but I think they were too stupid to notice. As the guy up front droned on about how it was now illegal for them to do what they had been doing the week before, these two guys started whispering to each other about what a 'fag' the speaker was. I looked up at the podium, and the department head didn't look too obviously homosexual. He was wearing a more fashionable suit than the rest of them, and his hair was obviously cut by a hairdresser rather than the local barber. I liked his clean, fresh look and his logical attitude. But, then again, I am a scientist and not a typical bigoted homophobe.

These two guys were making jokes about his supposed sexual practices, which I was finding slightly offensive. Then the VP stepped in and told them to shut up and pay attention. I think he was more interested in making a good impression with me than he was about political correctness. I took a good look at the two jokesters, and started plotting ways in which to help them open their minds.

I made sure I had a personal interview with all the employees. As I figured, the problems within the company were fairly minor, and it wouldn't take me too long to sort things out. However, I made sure that it would take at least three months, giving me time to set up a new locale for my work. In the meantime, I had a couple of subjects I could happily 'experiment' with. These two guys were wonderful test cases - I couldn't have chosen better subjects for the phase VIII and phase IX processes.

Let's call the first of the men Patrick. He was in his early thirties, typical American male. He had obviously had a good figure a few years ago, but it was starting to thicken in the middle. He had nice thick dark hair, dark eyes, and was reasonably intelligent. He could be quick and charming when he wanted to, but he definitely had a chip on his shoulder.

He was ambitious and resented a lot of the bosses in the office, figuring that he was just as good or better than most of them. (You'll recognize the typical symptomology - he never got recognition from his father/authority figure, so ended up hating him. However, because the society punishes such feelings, he is not consciously aware of all that anger, so it is transferred to all the father surrogates in his life. He is angry at them, but at the same time desires their attention and recognition.) I set up some regular appointments with him, and started him on a fitness regime. He was relatively easy to manipulate, and I wanted him in good physical condition before I proceeded with the mind work. I wanted to give him four sessions over two weeks to insinuate myself into his psyche, so he would begin to trust me more than he trusted himself.

His friend - let's call him Jimmy - was a different kettle of fish. He was cute, where Patrick was more handsome. He was blond, blue-eyed, muscular, but absolutely no self-esteem. Just like a lot of guys who look that good, he truly believed that people only liked him because of his looks. No matter how clever he was, or what his achievements, it was the way he looked that mattered.

He had become friends with Patrick because Patrick put everyone else down, and that made Jimmy feel better. Although they were about the same age and at the same level in the company, Patrick was obviously the leader, and Jimmy just went along with him. Jimmy wasn't really homophobic, he just didn't think about it. He played whatever 'game' Patrick suggested. I realized he was perfect for some deeper reprogramming. I needed to get deep inside his subconscious mind. Luckily, he was between relationships, so I was able to schedule a few evening appointments without anyone being any the wiser (including Jimmy).

After three weeks I had extensive profiles on both the men, and was ready to get started on the changes. As you know, that moment before you step into a man's mind and start rearranging things is the most wonderful feeling in the world. It is such a sense of power that nothing else compares with it.

Let me start with Patrick.

I knew he harbored a lot of anger and resentment, and I knew he wanted to prove himself. I used my FCD device to open his mind to my suggestions, and then I worked on his fears and anxieties.

As you know, the Phase VIII process involves redirecting the emotional undercurrents that are already there, but focussing them in a different direction. You step into the client's world, and then lead them in a different direction. So I started off with his ambition.

I got him to admit that he wanted a promotion, and that he felt he truly deserved it. By enhancing those feelings, he ended up desperate to do anything for a promotion (increased anxiety). We then discussed that (in his opinion) all his male bosses were homosexual. I suggested that he would never be promoted because gay men stick together and would only promote another gay man (which increased his anxiety ten-fold.)

He was angry and frustrated and spent several minutes cursing fate and the whole homosexual community. He harbored some deep resentment, and the focus of this was those he didn't consider 'masculine'. Of course, this is because his father never acknowledged him as a man, and he had loads of subconscious doubts about his own manhood.

It was easy then to point him in a new direction. After all, he now considered me someone he could really trust and open up to. I suggested to him that if he were to act more 'gay', he would be sure to get the promotion, and then he could go back to being 'straight'. In his position of heightened anxiety, he was ready to embrace any solution that guaranteed some release.

As you can imagine, his idea of being 'gay' was fairly stereotypical. But that was great, because then the changes would be more noticeable. Of course, it was going to take more than one session, but the ease with which he accepted the suggestion boded well for further sessions.

Over the next week, Patrick tried his best to camp it up. At first, everyone at the office just thought he was joking, but by the end of the first couple of days, he was getting some strange looks. I hadn't realized just how ridiculous his concept of a gay man was, and I had to step in before he ruined the experiment. I invited him over for a Saturday morning session, and worked with him over the whole weekend. Actually, that part was quite fun.

I toned down his effeminate actions and concentrated more on his attitude and self-image. First of all, I suggested that he dress more stylishly, and we spent an hour or so browsing a few of the latest men's magazines. (As you know, I still have the hair fetish, so I suggested a few changes there - you can guess what!) Then most of the time was working on getting him to look at men rather than women. It was easy enough to sit in front of the TV and give him positive re-enforcement every time a man was on screen, and neutral feelings whenever a woman showed up. By the Sunday night, he was responding positively to any male image that caught his eye. We went out for dinner, and I caught him watching the waiter's butt as he walked away.

He was still heterosexual, don't get me wrong, but I had reconditioned his responses so that his attention would be attracted by men - it could have just as easily been fruit or cars or chairs. If he stopped and thought about it, he would still seek out females, but his unconscious reaction, his reflex, was attuned to the male.

The next week was a lot better. He was still coming across as 'gay', but more subtly. I noticed that he was getting some confused looks from the employees that I knew were gay. Two weeks ago they would have pegged him as straight for life, but now they were receiving mixed signals on their gaydar. The next few sessions I concentrated on refining his 'act'. He was convinced that he was only playing gay to ensure his promotion, but his subconscious was actually embracing the new gay personae with relish.

I went around to his apartment one night to check out how he was adapting in his private life, and I was appalled! I know that the neat gay man is just as much a myth as the rest, but I think neatness is an essential quality to have. His place was a mess - clothes everywhere, scraps of food on the table - you can just imagine. So, I spent some more time convincing him that he should 'gay' up his place in case any executives dropped by. Maybe even get a bookshelf with some gay books and videos. He was reluctant at first, but I eventually convinced him.

When I came back the next week, the place had been totally revamped. Everything was clean and actually 'decorated'. Apparently he had gone shopping for a lamp and some helpful sales assistant had taken him in hand and talked him into several other accessories. He had taken my advice on the bookshelf, but had stopped short of actually looking at any of his purchases. When I entered, he was watching a football game.

Okay, so I know that there are gay men that watch football. I even watch a game on occasion. However, for the purposes of the experiment, I eliminated that particular habit. I suggested he start watching the gay videos to become familiar with the vernacular. He balked a bit, and it took the FCD at almost the full setting to get him in front of the TV. He had some real issues about intimacy between men, and his subconscious was intimidated by the images. It took almost the entire night until he was even comfortable watching two men kissing. However, by leaving a few suggestions, Patrick was going to saturate himself with the images on the videos instead of his usual diet of sports and police chases.

Meanwhile, I was also working on Jimmy.

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