Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The World is Full of Crazy People

So my friend told me I have rocks in my head. What did he mean by this? I shook my head, but I didn't hear anything rattling around in there. Another friend told me my wig must be too tight. That's ridiculous, I told him. I don't wear a wig. He gave me a funny look. My sister told me I'm Looney Tunes (the name of a series of cartoons, like Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, and others). As far as I know I have never been in a cartoon. In fact I can't even draw, so I couldn't create a cartoon, either. My Mother said I was out of my mind. What did she mean? Another friend told me I was so nuts he wouldn't be surprised to see squirrels chasing me around.
What do all these people have in common? They believe I'm crazy, whacko, a couple of beers short of a six pack, my elevator doesn't go to the top, a few cards short of a full deck. How many ways are there to say someone is crazy? Quite a few (a lot). We even have ways of saying just how crazy someone is. Crazy as a loon, he doesn't have a lick of sense, if he was any crazier he'd have to be locked up.
But who's to say what crazy really is? Everyone thought the first person who believed the world was round and not flat was completely bonkers, crazy as a bedbug, completely insane. And the first person who said the sun was the center of the solar sytem, not the earth, was not only thought to be crazy, but also was named a religious heretic (they usually killed heretics, burned them at the stake). So, maybe I am crazy. Then again, maybe, I am the smartest man in the world. Yeah, right. If you believe that, you're off your nut.

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