The Crazy Thing Is… Part II
It’s so hot. I think I’ve darkened by ten shades of brown; the skin on my arms is so much darker than those on my legs where the long socks cover them up. I realized that I could probably conceptualize a better discussion if I watch Shutter Island again or at least research on other psychological thrillers involving mental hospitals, but I got sidetracked by Glee and those plans went down the drain. Last time, I talked about how devious it is to reveal government secrets to crazy people whom no one would believe partly because they were from mental hospitals and partly because the ideas are ridiculous. I’m always looking out for a conspiracy theory, but that’s for another article.
Now, humans are capable of unbelievable things, not just in the fields of development and our capacity for compassion and empathy, but also in things that we’d rather not admit to. A study involving seminarians who were assigned to preach about the parable of the good Samaritan showed that when an injured man was put in their way, they would only stop to help if they had plenty of time. If they were in a hurry to get to the church, they would ignore him. This is due to the mentality that someone else would take responsibility and help the person in need. And that’s what other people think, too, so in the end, no one stops to help the man. I brought this up to apply to my ‘respect the crazy people’ crusade. I don’t believe that they are always actually sane escapees from a fake mental hospital that the government experiment on to create an army of mindless super soldiers but we should still treat them as normal people (of course, barring the instances that they might go on a mad rampage).
I think that the first step to fulfill the objectives to my crusade is to understand that though someone might be diagnosed with a mental illness, it doesn’t mean that they’re like the babbling crazies usually depicted in the media with no control over their bodily fluids and an affinity to pulling out their hair. If I may point it out, they are mostly women, but I digress. Each disease is different and varies in degree for each person. We should stop generalizing people and realize that the key is to remember what our nursery teachers repeat over and over again- everyone is unique. The next step is to find out exactly what the disease means and to use that knowledge whenever you deal with someone that has it. I know that we don’t exactly need to deal with these kinds of people on a regular basis and those who do receive proper training, but I’m only saying it so that those with unfair prejudices will put themselves in their shoes.
Shutter Island is a total mind fuck and I don’t recommend it to those who bore easily because there’s no action, but it’s an eye opener to how many things we don’t really know and how much information passes us by because we either refuse to believe them or the people spreading the word aren’t trustworthy. It’s amazing how easy it is for us to know who’s telling the truth in movies because most directors make it so obvious, but in real life, who can you really trust? Remember, conspiracies have been hatched before and whole websites are dedicated to how unbelievable it was that no one knew it was happening. Humans are so adept at knowing only what they want to know, so always be objective and keep your eyes and ears open. You never know when you might be the next to find something out. Be sure to message me as soon as you do and I’ll help you spread the word.
