As a rude young man, I was given a piece of advice that has stuck with me. It's simple in its wording, but it has helped me immensely throughout my life. Three words: "Don't fuck crazy." It means just don't bone someone who is obviously insane. It's the best way to avoid shit that could make your life miserable. Now, you might one day meet someone and think, "Okay, he seems crazy, but not so crazy. Besides, he's so hot that I gotta roll the dice." We are, after all, only human, with human urges, sometimes intense ones, and human failings, sometimes unavoidable ones. So, yeah, you go ahead.
And it's awesome because one thing about fucking crazy is that the fucking can be incredible. It can make you feel so good, make you cum so hard that you're willing to overlook a whole lot of crazy. Sure, sure, he's stealing your shit and selling it, he's told all your friends to fuck off, he's wrecking your apartment when he's not hanging his shit up all over the walls, he says the most lunatic stuff that makes everyone think you're nuts, too, and he makes you give away your cat, but, you tell the diminishing number of your pals, "His mouth is a black hole that spaghettifies my dick." You gotta ask yourself where the line is. Where is the point where he's gone too far or he's too far gone, where it doesn't matter how hard you nut in his beefy ass? You gonna wake up and see that's not enough? Or are you gonna wait until he burns your home down and kills your mom? You gonna let him tear your life to pieces just because, for a few minutes you felt orgasmic pleasure. It's fucking madness and anyone watching it happen is gonna ask you when is enough enough. If you just keep heading back to fuck crazy more, then you're a lost cause.
America fucked crazy in 2016 and then decided it hadn't learned its lesson, so it forgot about the hundreds of thousands of Covid deaths and decided to fuck crazy again in 2024. And what's happened? Crazy took over the joint. Every other country in the world can look at us and say, "Whoa, that was stupid" as the joint burns down around us all.
And the thing about not just fucking crazy but sticking by crazy so you can fuck crazy more is that you stop having perspective on just how crazy crazy is. I mean, any objective look around us shows that we are reaching depths of crazy that should make all of us wonder how the fuck we ever recover. It's fucking insane that the President of the United States is spending, as New York Times correspondent Maggie Haberman described it, 70 percent of his diminishing mental energy on renovations at the White House and around DC. It's fucking insane that the leader of the free world is more concerned about spooging gold all over statues than making life any easier for anyone. The entire Reflecting Pool episode is utterly deranged. They arrested people for touching floating shreds of the shitty lining and pretended they were terrorists. And Trump is still standing by that assessment. What the fucking fuck?
Getting used to someone else's crazy means that you completely miss a lot of the crazy. We found out last week that Capital One shut down over 300 bank accounts belonging to Trump and the Trump Organization because they were being used for money laundering. I mean, it's been pretty clear for a long time now that building shit or franchising the use of the Trump name is just a cover, like Walter White's car wash, for laundering enormous piles of cash for...who? Russians? Saudis? Azerbaijanis? Who the fuck knows? But no one is talking about it because that's how crazy it all is, and not talking about it is crazier.
I can't even get into the true horror of the madness, the child rape and the torture of imprisoned immigrants and the families being torn apart constantly for no reason other than to bleach the country white. Or a fucking war that, at best, will not even get us back to where things were before the war started, all because Trump can't handle that anyone in the past did anything worth keeping, whether that's Obama, Biden, or, hell, even George W. Bush. Trump's actions have killed hundreds of thousands all ready, on top of his Covid death toll, and the bloodshed is just really gearing up.
America fucked crazy. It didn't listen to the most basic of relationship advice. And the thing about fucking crazy and continuing to fuck crazy is that when you finally get over crazy, you can't just pick up your life and continue because crazy has been a goddamn tornado, laying waste to everything, your friendships, your family, your credit rating, your personal shit. If you're lucky, crazy didn't involve you directly in crimes, but, fuck, you might go to prison because crazy convinced you to commit war crimes. It'll take years to get shit back to some kind of normal. We all know this. We all feel like everything is out of control because it fucking well is.
Of course, knowing America, once a Democrat straightens things out, we'll fuck crazy again.
(Note: If you think this is a post mocking mental illness, you can fuck right off.)
