The joy of madness

It would be fun to be insane.
I think insanity is liberating. It frees your mind, your tongue and your credit cards. Imagine a Lenonesque world where there is nothing to kill or die for and no religion too. In an insane world it wouldn't matter if it's Obama or Clinton as long as they didn't kill people in Baghdad. It wouldn't matter if Laloo cut railway fares, the insane travel ticketless everywhere.
The insane are honest. You've got to be insane to say "yes darling, not only do you look fat in that dress but you really are." The insane don't hurt when she flings that heavy crystal vase. They just fling it back.
Insanity is freedom from everything that made you less of you. The insane dont wear Prada, don't push people down to climb up, don't envy their neighbour's success or wife, don't bribe God, don't need to suffer Shah Rukh Khan, don't need to laugh at the boss's jokes. The insane are free to walk earth the way they choose.
The insane are naked. And even the lord is scared of a man who doesn't really care.