Are You Ready to Go Crazy and Get a Little Wiser While Going Crazy?

One of the biggest features that distinguish people from each other is the ability to control their emotions with their ability to think and use their minds. Those who can achieve this can reach different positions than other people. We can call such people people with a strong character and a well-established personality. 

Not only parrots imitate human beings, but people also imitate and try to be like people who have strong characters and characteristics that they do not have. I think this is the biggest obstacle to human development. But those who seek and find a way to develop their own minds, step out of the virtual world into the real world. 

Life is a dialectic and an endless training ground for each of us. Through this training, realizations are formed between people, the good are differentiated from the bad, the hardworking from the lazy, those who want a lot from those who don't. And then there are the idiots and the parasites. There are the crazies, the chieftains and, of course, there are always the cunning ones. 

And now I would like to continue this article on this subject by adding a little bit of metaphor and satire, which have an important place in Turkish literature. Today I am not going to talk about the economy of my country, the upcoming elections, I don't know, I am not going to talk about philosophy or sociology. Today I just want to tell you about the 'Mad Chiefs'.

Our world today is like a gigantic psychiatric hospital. Those who follow their own minds roam freely here. Each country has its own chief. Chiefs are important people. The idiots who elect them give them toys so they don't get bored at night. They give them little soldiers, trucks, cannons, guns, rifles, whatever they have. 

The chieftains who rule our world, or think they do, look at the toys we give them and compare them with each other. It is as if one is showing off to the other, saying, "Have you seen my submarine, I have the most beautiful and powerful one? And have you seen my cannon? Do you know how well it shoots? It is both domestic and national. They love to boast and brag like this, often playing their games late into the night. They also see the world as their playground. They bombard the four corners of the world when they think it is necessary. They send their soldiers to the fronts. The lives and soldiers who are shot, who lose their lives, fall to the ground like extras in the world of these chieftains. The chieftains don't care if they can't stand up. Because he is a soldier, he was born to take bullets, he went to the front knowing this and if he had to die with a bullet, he died. There is no big deal in this. We have many more of these waiting. We have idiots who are dying to go to the front.

The chiefs exchange their toys every now and then. Of course, they also exchange money. I'll give you oil and you give me your neutron bomb, won't you, my friend? Others say, "Okay, we have a deal. You send me some uranium and I'll send you truckloads of ammunition." Such a simple commercial law exists in the world of the chieftains, between cats.

But there are also the real chieftains who have nothing to exchange. They don't have any toys. They don't even have a morsel of bread to put in their mouths. They are given a small breakfast in the evening, but they can only eat it in thirds. They live in third class compartments, because they are only third class people. They are just the Chiefs of their own little world. In short, they are known as the people of the Third World. And nobody pays much attention to them. They only have a rabbit that they drag around with a rope tied around its neck. The rabbit also plays the trumpet. When these men with rabbits parade, the chieftains who rule the world watch them. They throw little smiles and magic words their way. And they are very happy. 

Every now and then a doctor appears to treat the chieftains. We call that doctor Nobel. He gives them something called the "Peace Prize". These bloody chieftains are dying to get this prize. 

Meanwhile, life goes on in all its cruelty. The Chieftains all over the world choose a large number of loyal men to surround them and they never spare them. They give them positions and offices so that they will always remain loyal to them and continue to build a wall of flesh around them. And all over the world, the useful idiots around these Chieftains think that they are very smart, they accept them as such. The world is a world of interests, and the Chieftain is there in all his power and splendor to give them the world they want. If you won't serve this man, who will you serve, right?

Don't look far for the idiots and parasites around the chieftains. The idiots are us, and the parasites are those who come out from among us but find a way to get in close contact with the chief and feed on his presence. In a way, they are the smart ones who come out of the dumb ones, the ones who pretend to be smart. 

In other words, if there were no idiots and parasites, there would be no Chief, no power. Who has the real power? In the hands of us idiots! Do you think the idiots need to get smart, to find the right path to save themselves? It is impossible to know. Only when the idiots start to act 'smart' can they understand that. Idiots may need to be woken up, to be nudged by someone. Who can do that? 

Maybe a Madman who can step forward with his courage in the world of idiots. When the Madman and the Chief are pitted against each other, the idiots and the parasites are inevitably pitted against each other. In this narrow world, the election becomes a game of choice between idiots and parasites, not between the madman and the chief. 

Of course, I don't know whether you are an idiot or a parasite. Every human being has enough intelligence to decide that. You know that better than me. If not, it doesn't matter who is crazy and who is chief. What matters is whether the idiots will be the majority or the parasites will continue to exploit the country. Idiocy is when the mind is not used. Parasitism is the state of consoling oneself that one is being cunning and grabbing a share from the idiots as much as possible. Any country can be saved not by parasites, but by the wise and the crazy who will come out of the stupid. Are you up for going crazy and getting a little wiser while going crazy?

Stay with respect and love