Biographies of psychologists of the world


A year before meeting with him, I read his book “The Secrets of Relations: How to Love Happily” and thought: Wow, what an interesting author, and even my own, Belarusian. It would be interesting to meet him. Only, apparently, was late - he went to live and work in Moscow. However, no one canceled personal messages, and I turned to him several times for an expert commentary for my journalistic articles.

I liked his responsiveness, he spoke funny and in the case, so when one day it occurred to me to make a psychological TV project and guys with TUT. By this idea was supported for which thank them a lot, Pavel was the first to think about whom as a co -host. The miracle is not that he agreed - the miracle is that it was at that time that Paul and his family returned to live in Minsk.

Everything converges when the time comes. One way or another, but in November, together we began to conduct direct broadcasts of the Psychology Psychology, which is now not only our mutually beloved brainchild, but also has its own constant audience from among the TUT spectators. Pavel is an amazing co -host, with whom it is very easy and comfortable to work. You can laugh with him, joke, frighten, not be afraid to ask stupid questions, and most importantly - to always be sure that in any extreme situation your partner will “pick you up” you and will not let you fill in the air.

I really respect him as a specialist and appreciate him as a friend and a person and with friends willy-nilly after 13 devoted programs will become! But in an interview that you are about to read, I expect to introduce you to him not as a psychologist, known to Stand Up, but as an ordinary person Pavel Zygmantovich, who has a wife Olga and two children, and ask him all those questions that are inappropriate and impossible as part of the program, but the answers to which are so interesting to everyone who monitors his blog and career.

Is it appropriate in this world of eternal relative? Firstly, this is such a joke. Oxymoron, if you want. A categorical psychologist is a kind of widely closed eyes. That is, this should not be, and if it is, it is strange, unusual and, in a sense, excites. That is, declaring myself the most categorical in the world, I am radically tearing the templates and attract attention.

Secondly, it was a kind of protection against trolls. I once tried to talk with people on the Internet, I thought that they were still interested in something other than evidence of their innocence. The prefix-epithet “most categorical” then allowed me to reduce the intensity of passions. Like, what do you want, I’m the most categorical, I don’t have to expect another from me, what are you really?

However, over time, I realized that all this was useless, and then the “most categorical” became, as I said above, it was a joke. Thirdly, it turned out that the “most categorical” is a good way to stand out. The result was a kind of trademark and digital signature in one bottle. Such an unexpected and unplanned marketing effect. I believe that in the world of forever relative categoricality is needed.

I speak categorically-and this allows me to make my statements something like a “zero kilometer” for other people. A kind of reference point. One will push off and go one way, the other to the other. The third will remain nearby, the fourth will jump away, like an scalded one. In general, I do not need to agree with me, I do not write and say for this. It is more important for me to become a reason for thinking.

And the categoricality for this is one of the best tools. If not the most. And what did he do with his childhood dreams? I had a “book of future commanders”, I still remember some places by heart. For unknown reasons, I was very interested in military tactics, strategy, small arms, and so on. But in adolescence, it somehow became clear that I would not work out with a military career-the times were hungry, post-perestroika, so my head thought more about where in the future you could earn normally.

The military then seemed completely unpromising. So cruel reality cut the wings of a children's dream. In addition, the vision is weak - they didn’t even take me into the army, they rejected. So I had to retrain into the managers. However, now I am happy to respond to the military offers to give lectures at the Military Academy or something like that. We were transplanted, and I ended up on the desk right in front of the girl, which I really liked.

Suddenly, I began to behave like a complete boob. Thusial, grimace, fool. When I realized and thought where such behavior came from, I realized that I tried to attract her attention in this way. Of course, the effect was exactly the opposite. It turns out that the first sad truth was like that - do not lose your head, even if you really like the girl.

Practice has shown that this is a very sound thought. Unless, like doctors, professional humor appears over time. But he is not funny - bitter. But now I think differently. The most important thing is clear thinking.Formal logic, accuracy of verbalization, the ability to distinguish between various phenomena of behavior and thinking. Everything else is appendings, important and necessary, but appendages.

The clarity of thinking is the main thing. To make it so, I rely on extremely proven scientific concepts, theories and paradigms. Of course, they will be clarified - science always moves forward. But these clarifications will not change the grounds, namely, I use the grounds. I hate not like people's lodging. And when I hear phrases such as “European choice”, I just start to twitch the eyelid and my ears move.

The stories that the country can make any choice is pure water in pure water. Firstly, the country cannot do anything-this is an abstract concept, not even a collective subject; To endow this concept by will, intelligence, the ability to choose and other subjectivity means to powder brains to people. Secondly, there are no civilizational elections-it is a fiction and fog.

The territory will not move anywhere, and people on it will remain the same - no matter what political changes occur. But people who are shy about the stories of civilizational elections can break and destroy a lot. And I really do not want to see new shocks in my country. For some reason, I had enough nineties. I have not the simplest and most easy work, I worked as a night watchman in my youth - this is a simple and easy job.

I do not live in a penthouse, I don’t have a car - there is not even a driver’s license. I have a great family, but everyone can create such a thing if he wants. In general, I don’t know what to envy here. Life, like life, is nothing special. I consider a strange situation if a psychologist specializing in maintaining marriages will help to destroy them. Therefore, I refuse immediately and unconditionally.

I never regretted it. Does it help you more or interfere with family life? For some reason, it seems to me that behind this issue people always mean something like: “Well, say that your psychology is actually bullshit and it doesn’t help you, well, tell me, well, please!

Biographies of psychologists of the world

After all, the cooks do not ask: “You have a wife, too, a cook - does it help or prevents you from cooking? A stupid question for a cook. Of course, it helps. Does he cook at home as at work? Rather, no than yes. But if he cooks, then, of course, does it more successfully than those who do not have them. So with us. The fact that we are psychologists allows us to live much happier than many.

We do not quarrel and not swear. We have disagreements, but quarrels and swearing - for a long time in the past. For a long time. It is even strange for me how you can live with a loved one and, for example, scream at him. Plus, knowledge of psychology helps with children perfectly - to sleep stronger, to calm down quickly. In general, for evil, to all the revelations in the style “I have as bad as yours”, I and my wife and my wife and possession of psychology in marital and family life do not just help, but helps very much.

How was it and why it ended? It began at school - we recorded a plain -like asybyeP on two tape recorders. One played music, the second through the microphone wrote a voice and music from the first tape recorder. I remember, resisted this idea, and they insisted that our trio be a living rhythm-section, and not just one guitar of Zhenya.