Insanitybytes

When attempting to understand a bass akwards world being run by clowns, being a moron is a definite advantage, wouldn’t you say? Intelligence is not much help when trying to relate to The Stupid. In fact, it gets in the way. Smart people have a tendency to be so consumed with the idolatry of their own intellect, they can miss what is right in front of them. Like a wise man once said, they also tend to think up problems that don’t even exist. Smart people are funny, they can walk face first into trees while pondering the nature of objective reality. Then they’ll be too busy analyzing the humor of the situation to find it funny.

So here’s how being a girl pays off. When it comes to The Stupid, nobody can do it better than women. No matter how intelligent the girl, our capacity to be downright dumb knows no rival. I mean that with the utmost affection and complete delight over the nature of women, of which I am one. There’s no embarrassment here in knowing I am capable of being blind as a bat and downright dumb. In fact, some of the dumbest things I ever did have delivered the most dividends. Child birth for instance. Intelligence is nothing but a matter of perspective.

In a crazy chaotic world run by evil clowns, insanity can also be a form of self defense. It’s a bit of a paradox,  but being sane in an insane world is well, insane. It’s neither rational nor reasonable to calmly accept what is going on all around you, and if you live on this planet, chances are good you will be surrounded by the crazy. You know who really scares me? People who think they’re sane, which is another paradox, because if you think you’re sane, you probably aren’t. In fact, there’s probably something really wrong with you. Dear Lord, protect us from all the crazy people who think they’re sane…

It’s a mad, mad world, filled with chaos and confusion. Those who think they do good, often do great evil. Those who think they’re evil may well be some of the most morally upright people walking the planet. Smart people are often silent while the dumbest among us always seem to set out to change the world. I don’t get it, I don’t pretend to get it, but I do know that clarity comes when you learn to embrace the crazy and consider the possibility that you may indeed, be a moron.

Somebody prompted, what would you say to an alien visitor who had just landed on this planet? I’d say, “we’re mostly all mad here. Long story involving toadstools, blue potions, and Cheshire cats. Stay away from the rabbit holes. Beware the evil clowns, they run this circus, but the Mad Hatter throws a hellacious tea party. Sorry about the rules, but they’re subject to change without notice.”