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"At the Methuen Mental hospital the female psychiatrist assigned to assessing Wilt's psychological state was having as much difficulty. Wilt had passed all the standard visual and symbolic testes with such surprising ease that the spychiatrist could have sworn he'd spent considerable time practising doing them. His verbal skills were even more disconcerting.


Only his attitude to sex were even more suspicious. It appeared that he found copulation boring and exhausting, not to say ludicrous and fairly repulsive. His admiration for the procreative habits of earthworms and amoebas who simply reproduced by dividing themselves, voluntarily in the case of amoebas and, as far as Wilt knew, involuntarily by earthworms when they were cut in half by a spade, seemed to indicate a severely depressed libido. Since the lady shrink was completely ignorant on the subject of amoebas and earthworms but keen on what little sex her looks attracted, this information came as a nasty revelation to her.

'Are you saying you would rather bisect yourself than sleep with your wife?' she asked, hoping to draw the inference that Wilt had a tendency towards a split personality.
'Of course not', Wilt replied indignantly. 'Mind you, [...]".


in Wilt in Nowhere, Tom Sharp.

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