I thought I was crazy, at one point; the truth is I wanted to be crazy, because, like most capsuleers, I found myself operating on rules that were perfectly rational in the context of our caste, but clashed with the values I was brought up with. Madness would mean I’d not be at fault for my own actions, and could do away with the horrible pressure of values dissonance.
(Don’t worry, I’m better now.)
Which is a roundabout way to say that “I guess they’re mad” is a facile explanation, easy to accept because we do not like the ways in which the explanandum would make sense.
So in what way does this sequence of events make sense?