When Did Crazy Become the New Normal?
Ah, the holiday season—a time for joy, reflection, and… society’s image
Outside a store, someone injects heroin in plain sight.
Inside a café, a man sips expensive tea, mumbling incoherently to himself.
It’s like watching the collapse of normality with a festive bow on top.
Somewhere along the way, we lost the distinction between right and wrong. Today, wrong isn’t just tolerated—it’s celebrated, exploited, and turned into profit.
If you dare to speak up, you’re silenced, ridiculed, and pushed aside.
Doing the right thing now feels like you are against the world that rewards chaos.
Normal has become a luxury.
Look around. The system doesn’t just accept brokenness; it incentivizes it.
- Addicted? Here’s an endless cycle of enabling.
- Poor? No problem—there is happiness for that.
- Lost all sense of reality? Great! You’ll fit right in.
Meanwhile, those trying to stay grounded, educated, and self-sufficient face a rising cost of living and declining opportunities. It’s as if sanity and responsibility are being systematically punished.
How did we get here?
On rainy streets, needles sparkle like Christmas tree ornaments—a perfect metaphor for a system designed to control through destruction.
It’s not just addiction; it’s an entire societal structure built on dysfunction.
The worst part? This new “normal” thrives on human lives—broken spirits, lost futures, and dirty money. VERY DIRTY MONEY!
The chaos has come into everything.
Even my own “crazy ghost” feels right at home, MY HOME, trailing me through the streets. I’ve even pointed him out to my child: “Look, there’s the ghost that won’t leave us alone.” Because his family part of THIS society told him that HE DESERVES and IS ALLOWED to mess around!
But in a world consumed by corruption and mess, who’s left to help?
Is this really the best we can do?
Some say, we THE NORMAL ONES, we need therapy to adjust to THEIR madness.
But shouldn’t we be asking how to rebuild a world where decency, order, and humanity matter again?
Where normal doesn’t feel like an impossible dream?
So, until things turn around, here’s my advice—keep praying, stay sane, and hold on hope and NORMAL good values until January 20, 2025.
Because let’s face it, if things don’t change soon, crazy might be all we’ve got left.
Happy Holidays, everyone! Stay normal—if you can afford it. 🎄
