There’s No Doubt In My Mind That

I'm So Insane, I Voted For Eisenhower. Oh Yeah, Well I'm So Insane, I Voted For Eisenhower Twice!

What The Chronics Are - Or Most Of Us - Are Machines With Flaws Inside That Can't Be Repaired, Flaws Born In, Or Flaws Beat In Over So Many Years Of The Guy Running Head-on Into Solid Things That By The Time The Hospital Found Him He Was Bleeding Rust In Some Vacant Lot.

No, That Nurse Ain't Some Kinda Monster Chicken, Buddy, What She Is Is A Ball-cutter. I've Seen A Thousand Of 'em, Old And Young, Men And Women. Seen 'em All Over The Country And In The Homes- People Who Try To Make You Weak So They Can Get You To Toe The Line, To Follow Their Rules, To Live Like They Want You To. And The Best Way To Do This, To Get You To Knuckle Under, Is To Weaken You By Gettin' You Where It Hurts The Worst.

To Hell With Facts! We Need Stories.

But, Gee," The Other Nurse Says, "what On Earth Would Make A Man Want To Do Something Like Disrupt The Ward For, Miss Ratched? What Possible Motive...?""you Seem To Forget, Miss Flinn, That This Is An Institution For The Insane.