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Glass King

Charles VI of France was reportedly so nutty that at one time he became convinced he was made of glass and took precautions to protect himself. Every time I read that, I just think of him storing himself in a box with a Styrofoam cube that has been formed with a king shaped cavity on the inside. Then I think of him being carefully placed on a shelf in the closet and only being taken out for special occasions. Because that’s what my mind does. It makes jokes about the hell that is schizophrenia without my wanting it to. Poor guy was really, genuinely crazy and I’m making jokes. Not sort of crazy, not “you did a thing I wouldn’t do” crazy, not even he has bad days crazy but sheer blow-out “dude thinks he’s made of glass” batshit crazy.

And how do I react? I can’t help but make a joke about it.

January 28, 2009 - Posted by | Uncategorized

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