It used to be said that a working definition of insanity was to do the same thing over and over again and expect to get different results. But now, I observe, there is a new working definition of insanity:
Independent Weekly columnist Hal Crowther.
Seriously, a man who used to be an interesting left-of-center writer based in the Triangle has now turned into the literary equivalent of a sputtering, gesticulating loon seeking his dinner in your garbage can while muttering paranoid musings under his breath about space aliens and the Pope. Bush, taxes, Iraq, the environment ? all are legitimate subjects for vigorous and even raucous public debate. But please read Crowther?s (fair warning: lengthy) screed and tell me I?m the one who?s lost it.
