The world has always been crazy. It’s just not until now crazy tented to stay in bed and no wonder the streets shouting out to the entire world “look at me.” About 20 years ago when I was a kid I did a “go to your parents work for the day.” In the main lobby was a “painting” it smelt like a rotting dumpster that caught on fire. It was rotting in different shades of green and disgusting colors. One of the founders of that company felt the painting “spoke” to him. So naturally he wanted to share it with the rest of the company. Or at least that was the story I was told as I was rushed past it into an elevator.