Well.
All of my Fraternity Brothers said I was insane, so maybe you are onto something. They, however were speaking more to the public exposing sessions, the throwing apliances off of the roof of the Fraternity house, the constant casual sex with fast women, the screaming at the floor whilst praying to CROM, photographing of my genitals so I could drop pictures in Sororities mail boxes, the ability to crack a walnut with my asscheeks, and the branding on my shoulder... But maybe they were talking about my analytical reflection of Macross.