We are on Mars

Several years ago there was a supervisory chaplain here named Rabbi Laskin A”H. I liked him very much and we would frequently sit in his office and talk. One particular day we were having a conversation about one thing or another having to do something with the craziness of prison. At one point I sat back and expressed my complete dumbfoundedness. In response Rabbi Laskin leaned forward and said to me, “Mr. Marcinski, what makes sense in the world, does not make sense in here; what makes sense in here does not make sense in the world. Mr. Marcinski, we are on Mars and I’m afraid that WE are the martians”.