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?
As usual, ignore the other loonies — in the comments…