G. K. Chesterton is famously remembered for a quip he never (directly) made: When a Man stops believing in God he doesn’t then believe in nothing, he believes anything.
Well, close enough, I say. In today's NYT, the brightest and best (?) are now turning to Madam Zelda's Psychic Parlor. Quackery? Whatever. “My phone is ringing off the hook,” said Roxanne Usleman, a psychic in Manhattan.