Alex Witchel, writing in the Times about the re-opening of the renovated dining room at the Regency Hotel, says: "I'd heard about moguls ordering one piece of dry toast and an egg, paying, what, $30, $40? It's no revelation that rich people are crazy..."
Lower in the article, she writes:
Although Mr. Granoff usually arrived at 7:45 a.m., he reserved for 8:30, kindly assuming that was my idea of eating late. The night before, knowing that I needed to be up and out, I slept only in 15-minute increments. By 5 a.m., I couldn't sleep at all. When I made a pot of coffee, I forgot the filter, and it leaked everywhere. I couldn't find a cab. By the time I got to the Regency, I was a wreck.
If "rich people are crazy," the list of crazy rich people seems to include the members of the Ochs-Sulzberger family who assigned and ran this article by Ms. Witchel, who apparently finds making it to breakfast at the Regency by 8:30 a.m. to be a major challenge. Takes one to know one, apparently.
Is there any other category of people about which the Times would allow such a sweeping dismissal of their mental health?