The
punchline of a
classic psychoanalytic joke.
A Jewish mother takes her neurotic son to a psychiatrist for psychoanalysis. The psychiatrist has a preliminary talk with the boy, and then confers privately with the mother, explaining that the boy has a severe Oedipal conflict that may take many sessions to resolve. The psychiatrist wants to know if the mother comprehends the nature of diagnosis and treatment, since it can be complicated, lengthy, and costly. She replies...
"Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother!"