I knew this guy. During the 70's REBT's building was used for consciousness raising sessions. It was a gorgeous place... the original townhouse of Eleanor and Franklin and right next to his mother's townhouse. She'd bought both so Franklin would never be far from her. Yikes.
I would sit in the library which had all the original furniture and think... wow... Franklin used to sit right there at that very desk! I was star struck.
Ellis was deliciously crazy.
One of the 'exercises' he wanted us to do to show that embarrassments don't matter was to put a string through a banana and walk it down the street like a dog. We ignored that kind of advice, but Ellis was a fun guy for sure.
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