Critical Situations - A Conversation with Philip Zimbardo
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Critical Situations - A Conversation with Philip Zimbardo

Howard Burton

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Critical Situations - A Conversation with Philip Zimbardo

Howard Burton

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This book is based on an in-depth conversation between Howard Burton and Philip Zimbardo, Professor Emeritus of Psychology at Stanford University. During this extensive conversation Philip Zimbardo relates his intriguing life history and the survival techniques that he developed from the particular dynamics of his upbringing in the Bronx to his quarantine experiences, his experiences with South Bronx gangs, and more. Further topics include his relationship with his former classmate Stanley Ingram and the impact the different experiences in his youth had on the development of his personal situational awareness and how that influenced his psychological research. After a detailed description of the notorious 1971 Stanford Prison Experiment, Philip discusses what we haveā€”and haven'tā€”learned since then, the Abu Ghraib trial, his Heroic Imagination Project, and more.This carefully-edited book includes an introduction, Should Have Knowns, and questions for discussion at the end of each chapter: I. Origins - Humble beginningsII. A Formative Quarantine - Developing social survival skillsIII. Increasing Awareness - South Bronx rituals and Halloween distinctionsIV. Situation Stanford - The 1971 Stanford Prison StudyV. The Aftermath - Reactions and responsesVI. Outright Denial - Abu Ghraib and the myth of "bad apples"VII. Learning Our Lessons? - Towards a deeper level of awarenessVIII. The Flip Side - The Heroic Imagination ProjectIX. Spreading The Word - Cultivate heroes, and broader understanding X. A New Gender Gap - Where have all the boys gone?About Ideas Roadshow Conversations Series: Presented in an accessible, conversational format, Ideas Roadshow books not only explore frontline academic research featuring world-leading researchers but also reveal the inspirations and personal journeys behind the research.

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2021
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9781771700948

The Conversation

Photo of Philip Zimbardoi and Howard Burton in conversation

I. Origins

Humble beginnings

PZ: My life began in the South Bronx, New York City, in 1933, during the Great Depression. I was born to George and Margaret Zimbardo, who were lovely parents. They were uneducatedā€”neither of them even went to high school, let alone graduated from it. They were both of Sicilian background; their parents had immigrated to the United States from small towns in Sicily.
Both came from big familiesā€”my motherā€™s family had 11 children, my fatherā€™s family had 10 children. As in many Italian and Sicilian families, family was the core. There were four children in my family. I was the oldest, and I had two brothers and a sister.
But we were very poor. My motherā€™s father was a shoemaker who had a shop in the Northern Bronx that I visited on occasion. In my fatherā€™s family they were all barbersā€”my grandfather, uncles, and cousins. That was my fatherā€™s trade too, but he hated it.
He should have been a prince. He was very handsome and very elegant. He was the first son after seven sisters, which meant that he was spoiled rotten. Even when he was an adult, his sisters would call him Giglio, which roughly translates to ā€œlittle Georgeā€.
Although he was totally uneducated academically, he was a genius in many ways. He was very musically gifted. He could play many instruments by earā€”piano, violin, guitar, mandolin, especially. He could listen to a songā€”the theme from The Godfather, sayā€”and, in 30 minutes he would be playing it.
HB: He probably never had any formal musical training either.
PZ: None whatsoever, as far as I know. He almost had perfect pitch.
In addition to that, he also had incredible mechanical abilities. He could make almost anything and would repair cars or broken radios. In fact, the only time he ever made money was during the Second World War when he opened a radio shop. You couldnā€™t buy new radios at that time, so the only thing people could do was fix their old tube ones. He opened a radio store in the Bronx and we started to become better off.
He didnā€™t want to be a barber, because he thought barbers were like servants because they wait on people. He thought people should be waiting on him, as his sisters had done. One day, he just quit and said, ā€œIā€™m not going to be a barber any more.ā€ Then, for a long period of time he did nothing, until he opened the radio store several years later.
We had a family of four and we were on what was called ā€œHome Reliefā€. But he didnā€™t care. My fatherā€™s main personality trait is what I would call complacence. He was happy with his life, whereas my mother would be crazy because we had no money. I donā€™t know what you got from Home Relief, maybe $60 a week for four kids. Money was always a big issue. We never had enough.
I had an uncle, Georgeā€”my motherā€™s older brotherā€”who was a bachelor and lived nearby. We were like his substitute family. He would come several times a week and bring us doughnuts, pastries, newspapers and so forth. He even set up a credit account at Charlieā€™s Candy Store where we could each spend five cents a week, or something like that. So we always felt privileged because someone was looking after us, even though we were essentially poor.
We lived within our meansā€”which meant, for example, you had pasta three times a weekā€”big pasta with meatballs on Sunday, pasta with fish or just oil on Friday, and some other pasta on Wednesday. It was all good and fresh. None of us were ever fat. We were never over-nourished.
One thing my father did which was truly extraordinary was build a television set. The first television set was invented in 1946; and in 1947 he built his own TV from a wiring diagram, from scratch, entirely on his own. In 1947, we saw the World Series on an 8-inch screen and actually charged 25 cents to let people watch it with cookies and lemonade.
Another brilliant thing he did was to get a parabolic magnifying glass and put it right in front of the television, so you could see the pictureā€”albeit slightly distortedā€”from all angles. Of course everybody said, ā€œGeorge, I want one. Can you make me one?ā€ And he said, ā€œNo, the challenge was to make one.ā€ I pleaded with him, ā€œDad, we could help here. Everybody wants one and we could really use the money.ā€ But, he just said, ā€œThe challenge was to make one, and thatā€™s it.ā€
HB: It was just for himself.
PZ: Yes, it was just a challenge for himself.
Another thing he used to do was buy old pianos and totally remodel themā€”refinish them, put French legs on them, put mirrors in front, sometimes emboss them with ā€œGeorge Zimbardo & Sonsā€ in gold. Again, of course, people would ask, ā€œGeorge, could you do that for me?ā€ And he would say, ā€œNo, no. I did one. Thatā€™s enough.ā€ That made me crazy.
Thatā€™s partly how I became interested, later in life, in the psychology of time perspective. My father lived in what I would call ā€œthe expanded present.ā€ He lived for the moment. He never thought about the future. He was content. He was satisfied with what he had.
HB: He probably didnā€™t think about the past very much either.
PZ: Not at all. The past didnā€™t exist to him. He never talked about the old ways; it was always a question of how to enjoy the present. He was obviously desirable at partiesā€”he could sing, apparently he was a great dancer, he could tell stories, he could tell jokes, and he was charming. But he didnā€™t fit as the father of a family of four.
My parents made a mistakeā€”obviously, they got married too soon. My mother was very attractiveā€”which, again, was probably part of his present-oriented perspective. They made love, had a baby, and all of a sudden he had to play the father role.
HB: Iā€™m guessing that your mother didnā€™t live in the expanded present. Presumably she couldnā€™t afford to.
PZ: She never did. Her thing was, ā€œLife goes on.ā€ For her, life was about suffering until someday itā€™ll get better. That was sad for me. As the oldest child, I was often the husband surrogate. If my father didnā€™t come home until late, I would stay up with my mother listening to radio programs. Weā€™d listen to Bob Hope and sheā€™d tell me what the double entendres meant, these semi-sexual jokes, and that sort of thing. As a result, I essentially grew up faster than my age; and very often I would be instructed to take care of my younger brothers.
HB: So you were also a father surrogate, to some extent.
PZ: I was a father surrogate to my brothers, yes. We were all only roughly two years apart. I was a husband surrogate to my mother, and a father surrogate to the other kids. I would be the one to tell them to believe in Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny. At four or five, my parents told me they didnā€™t exist and that I was going to find out sooner or later so it may as well be now, but together we were going to deceive the younger kids.
Those were formative experiences. As I said, a consequence of that for me was that I became excessively future-oriented. I could appreciate the fact that my father loved the present. A pasta dinner was not just eating pasta. He...

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