ABSTRACT
Nuremberg, Germany, 1945. A young American intelligence officer and psychologist named Gustave Gilbert passes through a prison corridor with an American soldier standing guard outside every cell. Entering a cell, he greets the prisoner in fluent German. The prisoner is amiable as Gilbert starts the interview, joking, “Oh, those crazy cards again.… you know, one of the old gents said you showed him a lot of vulgar pictures” (Miale & Selzer, 1975, p. 84). Gilbert has opened a set of Rorschach inkblots.
