Riding On The Crazy Train

“Remember when we were the crazy ones?” I’m paraphrasing, but that was a question asked at a small get together I attended last week. The question was only partly tongue-in-cheek but seems more and more apropos. No matter where you look, there’s a seemingly new breed of crazy being more “normal.” Watching the statehouses or U.S. Capitol, or even the line at the c...