Long ago, crazy people at least had the good sense to pretend they were heroes.
Asylums were packed with dueling Napoleons.
Rival Jesuses (Jesuii?) challenged each other to miracle-working matches in the sunroom.
Almost everything wrong with society today can be traced back to the 1960s. The erosion of lunatic self-deception from distinguished to pedestrian is no exception.
Delusions of grandeur went the way of men’s fedoras, replaced with pantomimes of insignificance.
It’s easier to fake being a loser than a winner. And so the victim-hero was born. (…)
Surely the perpetrators of such elaborate deceptions must be deeply troubled, if not downright crazy.
So what happens when these “crazy” people are running the country?
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As usual, ignore the other loonies — in the comments…
