There are many things I wouldn’t purport to know. In particular, the biological intricacies of the current pandemic. Doctors make me nervous, so the last field I’d ever get into is medicine. I’m not going to prognosticate about any of that stuff.
What I’m abundantly familiar with is crazy. If you’ve ever had the pleasure of having a lunatic in your life, you’ve probably figured out that there’s no cure for this condition. It’s very a rare occasion that such individuals can even discipline themselves to the dictates of reality.
A man blessed with a healthy mind doesn’t need to be explained that there was a direct connection between the email to his ex-wife notifying her that he’d retained the services of attorneys Smith & Wesson, and the visit he received from the SWAT team and subsequent stint in the loony bin. He’ll never smash a wooden chair to pieces in front of you while he screams “That goddamn bitch!”
You’ll never go over to a sane man’s house to check on him, open up the refrigerator, and see that it’s completely packed with lemon squares and only lemon squares, then seriously wonder to yourself if he’s going to use them to build a pill box on the front lawn and start picking off joggers. Him shrugging and exclaiming that “you gotta take advantage of the sales” will do little to assuage your suspicions.
The most important thing to keep in mind about folks who’ve lost their minds is that they shouldn’t be encouraged. Keep them away from the liquor, and don’t get them agitated. The best you can do is manage crazy, and as I just said, simply not setting a nutjob off is a good way to manage him.
As we undergo the controlled demolition of the globalized economy, I suspect we’re in for some real trouble at the hands of the mentally deranged. Losing one’s employment is the biggest trigger, and we’ve got Weimericans getting laid off by the millions. The mass hysteria on cable news isn’t exactly calming anybody down, either.
I wasn’t at all surprised when a Mexican maniac tried to ram a locomotive into the USNS Mercy hospital ship out in LA last Tuesday. I sincerely hope we don’t see any more but I sure ain’t holding my breath.
I’m proud to officially announce my candidacy for the office of Dogcatcher.
You’re right. We’ll be reading lots of stories in the coming weeks and months of lunatics finally having hit their breaking points. BTW, who assures they are faithfully taking their meds during the crisis and its aftermath?