Insanity Everywhere

I recently found myself concerned with the repeating theme of comparing One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest to student’s daily life.  When groups would discuss blog topics and ideas at commons students would say how they choose to relate the book to something that happened in their life. I found myself becoming defensive at this thought.  In no way would my life ever relate to a hospital for the insane.  I did not like thinking that I could share characteristics with those labeled “insane” or “crazy.”  However, the more I read student’s blogs and heard of small anecdotes which parallel the themes in the novel, I came to accept the fact that many instances do seem a bit insane in my daily life.  I realized that any activity looked at critically can seem odd.  I thought of how Nurse Ratched continuously watches the patients out of her window, taking notes, listening to their conversations and judging them.  She looks for small ticks of theirs or a simple phrase which displays their madness.  I realized that if someone watched me and took notes on my habits I probably would seem somewhat insane too.  Everyone possesses strange behaviors and routines that seem normal to them which others would not understand.  For instance, at times I can act a bit obsessive.  I will lock my car three or four times and then still think I left it unlocked.  Other times I can act extremely forgetful and will lose my phone for hours.  I think nothing of this, however, if someone observed me critically and tried to analyze what these actions mean they could spin it to seem strange.  I can visualize our class tearing me apart saying that I act paranoid towards the outside world through my repetition of locking my car and cutting myself off from communication.  Note, that this is not the case at all.  It just makes me wonder if the nursing staff blows the patients acts out of proportion or if everyone is a bit more insane than we think.