Think of how many great films, songs, and technological achievements would have never come into existence if not for the narcissism and megalomania of their creators and dreamer-uppers.
Without the late Peter Sellers, the Pink Panther as we know it would be dead, and we would never have gotten to see Hrundi Bakshi in the awesomely politically incorrect brownface classic The Party.
What about Norman Mailer’s creative nonfiction, or “Trump: The Game?”
