I do already. I have been taught to become as the Great Old Ones; free and wild and beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside, shouting and killing and revelling in joy. I seek new ways to shout and kill and revel and enjoy myself, and all the earth will flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom.
Hail Discordia! Hail Boilerplate!
I thought this description of the great old ones was very similar to some liberal politicians: "...blind and without mind, possesed of singular hungers and thirsts." :P