I wonder what it is that makes nutcases come up to me and start spouting their insane notions. Is it written on my face: “Lunatic, come forward and be heard!” I think not!
A guy just came into the coffeehouse, ordered a coffee and, as he’s leaving the coffeehouse, makes a beeline right to my table and starts asking me if I had seen some internet broadcast about a half-dozen conspiracy theories.
Or, at least, I think that was what he was saying. He was not particularly coherent.
Um, I’m guessing “nutcases” and “lunatic” are not the preferred words.
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