What is reductive psychology? I took the subway after a whole day of work. It was already 7 PM, but the heat of the severe summer of Buenos Aires didn’t dismiss the daylight yet. The subway was full. The people felt bothered by the closeness of their neighbors, sources of heat. We did our best to fight against our irrepressible wishes to shout, to push everybody else far from our reach. He didn’t. The heat, the pressure in the office, the air feeling like soup (we were the noodles), some argue with his wife on the phone that afternoon, they all made him to explode and shout to the woman beside him: “Move out! You’re bothering me!” The woman, a pre