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           Actuallythereisn’tmuchneedforthemtosayanything,because,otherthanme,theChronicsdon’tmovearoundmuch,andtheAcutessaythey’djustasleavestayoverontheirownside,givereasonsliketheChronicsidesmellsworsethanadirtydiaper.ButIknowitisn’tthestinkthatkeepsthemawayfromtheChronicsidesomuchastheydon’tliketoberemindedthathere’swhatcouldhappentothemsomeday.TheBigNurserecognizesthisfearandknowshowtoputittouse;she’llpointouttoanAcute,wheneverhegoesintoasulk,thatyouboysbegoodboysandcooperatewiththestaffpolicywhichisengineeredforyourcure,oryou’llendupoveronthatside.

           (Everybodyonthewardisproudofthewaythepatientscooperate.Wegotalittlebrasstablettackedtoapieceofmaplewoodthathasprintedonit:CONGRATULATIONSFORGETTINGALONGWITHTHESMALLESTNUMBEROFPERSONNELOFANYWARDINTHEHOSPITAL.It’saprizeforcooperation.It’shungonthewallrightabovethelogbook,rightsquareinthemiddlebetweentheChronicsandAcutes.)

           ThisnewredheadedAdmission,McMurphy,knowsrightawayhe’snotaChronic.Afterhechecksthedayroomoveraminute,heseeshe’smeantfortheAcutesideandgoesrightforit,grinningandshakinghandswitheverybodyhecomesto.AtfirstIseethathe’smakingeverybodyovertherefeeluneasy,withallhiskiddingandjokingandwiththebrassywayhehollersatthatblackboywho’sstillafterhimwithathermometer,andespeciallywiththatbigwide-openlaughofhis.Dialstwitchinthecontrolpanelatthesoundofit.