Much Madness is Divinest Sense

This poem is very compare/contrast. It has words that are opposite in the same sentences such as "madness and sense," and yet it makes sense at the same time. It's kind of saying that what is madness to one person looks completely normal to another. Madness can only be defined by the interpreter. Demur, which means objecting, is different way of looking at madness, because most "mad" people object to being insane, and this is a very dangerous aspect if the person doesn't accept it as part of them. The poem says that your "handled with a chain" if you object because madness allows a person to have a kind of freedom because their thinking is unusual and out there, but it is a type of freedom. I think that everybody is a little mad in their own way, and if you agree to it then it's not as bad, but denying that your mad truly can't be because being "insane" is interpreted so differently by every individual. This reminds me of the movie Shutter Island because in the end we don't really know if the person who was suppose to be insane was actually going mad or if everybody else around him was going crazy.