I hate how there is that fine line between being "cool" crazy and just being crazy and how landing somewhere on that line can mean you are actually not interesting at all. Think how things can go either way, you might land a well-paying job that makes you a celebrity if you seem crazy or you might land in the loony bin eating checkers and drooling over your toast.
Cool crazy is actually kind of boring I think, because I suspect it takes a lot of work and energy to uphold it. It also tends to be based on giving the people what they want, whereas real crazy doesn't give a fuck what anyone wants. I also imagine that cool crazy is really just addiction disguised as genius, and that sort of thing can be hard to keep under wraps indefinitely. *Crazy on the other hand is probably a pretty relaxing and freeing choice, being as you can spend your days shuffling about in a robe and slippers medicated to the gills and gnawing on those aforementioned checkers. Worst of all must be when you know you are crazy, feel crazy, but are not crazy enough for anyone to want to pay you for your craziness or to even pay the slightest bit of attention to you except perhaps to briefly gawk and wonder "what the fuck is his/her problem? What an asshat.".
I like crazy people. Oh, and the Cuckoo actually is a bit of a fucker, as far as birds go.
* I do not have firsthand experience with the freeing and relaxing nature of true craziness. Therefore, it may in fact NOT be freeing or relaxing. If you do know this firsthand and my assumptions are incorrect, I apologize, but please don't burst my bubble, because if I ever go crazy, I want it to be about pajamas, easy to eat breakfast foods and boardgames.
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