To call a movie or a TV show or a news event “crazy” is also to make light, or at least to run the risk of being seen as making light, of mental illness. The new Twin Peaks is crazy.īut “crazy” is a fraught word, these days-and only partially because of its long history of undermining women, as a group.

It describes things that are amusingly wacky, and, in the least literal of ways, insane: In some small sense, the past week was crazy. “Ripshit bonkers” is an especially felicitous turn of phrase-Wilson later told the linguist Ben Zimmer that, as far as “ripshit” went, “my first memory of that word was from my (very) German great-grandfather when I was a child”-but “bonkers” requires no extra decoration. On Friday, as a capper to a week that included a steady stream of breaking news about the doings of the Trump administration, Mother Jones sent a note of reassurance to its readers: “It’s Not Just You,” the magazine declared: “This Week Was Bonkers.” Vox, the same day, reporting on the movies of the Cannes Film Festival, announced that “Netflix’s Okja is a bonkers corporate satire starring Tilda Swinton and a superpig.” The Daily Beast, on Monday morning, wrote about David Lynch’s newly returned show, reporting that “ Twin Peaks Is Back and More Delightfully Bonkers Than Ever.” The conservative political strategist Rick Wilson recently described the current situation of many of the president’s supporters in the government: “They’re afraid of Donald Trump going crazy,” he said-“you know, ripshit bonkers on them.”

Bonkers by jennifer saunders