I was just thinking of all the ways one can define insanity, and one of the biggest ones is the Haitian Revolution and its aftermath.

You get out of bed one day. You decide you’ve had enough. You fight against French colonial rule and your own enslavement until the death–of you, of them, of whomever gets in the way.

You win. They leave, scared and defeated.

Then you spend decades, generations, paying “reparations” to the French for their “loss of income”?

I’m surprised that was...