There's something about the comics profession that reels in the weirdos. Ever since the initial boom of the Golden Age, the comic book industry has been a haven for scores of high-profile kooks, crackpots, iconoclasts, zealots, and eccentrics. We're not judging. But some people can be observed as out of step - As any nine-fingered auto mechanic named Carl will tell you, there's a fine line between genius and insanity. Amen, brother. God/Allah/Yahweh/Shiva/Xenu bless 'em, in some cases, the nuts are the ones responsible for groundbreaking work. Efforts that forced the medium to adapt and grow. Were they truly out of step with society? Or just going too fast?