It follows suit that one week after the new moon, all the crazies come out. I was at the grocery store buying some ingredients for a delicious chicken with tarragon, ginger, coriander, red chilies, stock, onions, cilantro, ghee, coconut milk and garlic, and I caught myself appreciating the organization of it all. All doing our part to get our food and personal effects - then I noticed the crazy guy. Tucked away in the corner of the deli section, picking out samosas - he just budges the line. He went around the line up formed and found a clerk and got the desired samosas, ahead of like, 3 waiting customers... what an asshole that guy is - wearing his green beret all proudly of sorts. I didn't see him again in the grocery store, but this guy decided he was going to cut the rules that 'normal' folk abide to, just to get his way... asshole. Then again, I've got to admit, I admired his contempt for the rules, his finding of a solution to his impatience of waiting in a line, and his acting on it. Maybe he was just a good actor?
Anyways, a few days back, I was approached by a local 'beggar', or a street-person. Where I reside, the people living in the streets in the depth of winters still work. They peruse the back alleys to pick, prod and recycle any valuable material. Old phone? New bottle? Sweaters? Crazy huh?
Some decide to pray on more aggressive tactics. Some approach without reserve, complete strangers requesting the infamous: "Spare Change".
"The homeless first started arriving in Evergreen about 3 months ago. At first they were only a few of them, asking for change, sleeping in the parks. But then more showed up. And we realized there was something different about them. They fed off of our change to the point that they could actually start renting apartments. We knew it wouldn't be long before the homeless actually started buying homes. And then we'd had no idea who is homeless and who wasn't. People living in the house right next door to you could be homeless and you wouldn't even know. Nobody could trust anybody. Fights broke out, war! That's when I starting suspecting my own wife, who I'd be living with for 20 years, was actually homeless. So I had to burn her, in her bed, while she slept. After she died, I vowed I wouldn't let the homeless destroy our town. So we came up with a plan to get rid of them once and for all. " - South Park (Night of the Living Homeless), 2007
So, the above quote came from an episode of a sick and twisted cartoon parody show, which warp young minds to points of immaturity, or craziness. It's creators are two crazy entrepreneurs that came up with a paper cutout animation design and decided to parody society, pop culture, religion and politics with unique satire. Sometimes brilliant, sometimes moronic, sometime insane. Or is insanity imaginative? It was Einstein who said insanity was