Antonin Artaud

One can speak of the good mental health of Van Gogh who, in his whole adult life, cooked only one of his hands and did nothing else except once to cut off his left ear,
  in a world in which every day one eats vagina cooked in green sauce or penis of newborn child whipped and beaten to a pulp,
  just as it is when plucked from the sex of its mother.
  And this is not an image, but a fact abundantly and daily repeated and cultivated throughout the world.
  And this, however delirious this statement may seem, is how modern life maintains its old atmosphere of debauchery, anarchy, disorder, delirium, derangement, chronic insanity, bourgeois inertia, psychic anomaly (for it is not man but the world which has become abnormal), deliberate dishonesty and notorious hypocrisy, stingy contempt for everything that shows breeding.
  insistence on an entire order based on the fulfillment of a primitive injustice, in short, of organized crime.
  Things are going badly because sick consciousness has a vested interest right now in not recovering from its sickness.  This is why a tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would be troublesome.
  ...In comparison with the lucidity of Van Gogh, which is a dynamic force, psychiatry is no better than a den of apes who are themselves obsessed and persecuted and who possess nothing to mitigate the most appalling states of anguish and human suffocation but a ridiculous terminology,
  worthy product of their damaged brains.

An excerpt from "Van Gogh: The Man Suicided by Society," originally published in Paris, in 1947.