Her͠e҉'̵s ͜to th͞e ̨c̨r͘a͜zy oņes͏.͡ ҉ The 𝗺𝗶𝘀̴𝗳̷𝗶𝘁𝘀. The 𝗿ę𝗯𝗲𝗹𝘀. The 𝘁𝗿͟𝗼̵ú𝗯͞𝗹̢𝗲̷𝗺͝𝗮ḱȩ𝗿𝘀͟. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who ś𝗲͢𝗲̡ ̵t͏h͟ín͝gs diff͘er̸ent̷ly. They're not fond of r̀u͡l͝es̛. And they have n̕o̸ respe҉c͠t ͟foŗ ̸t̡h͞e ̴s̕ta̶tu̕s q͝uo͞. You can 𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘁𝗲 them, d̶is͢ag̵r̶ee with them, 𝗴𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗳𝘆 or v͠ìl̷if̶ỳ them. About the only thing you can't do is ̴ig̢n̡ore them. Because they ̶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 ̴things. They 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱. While some 𝘀𝗲𝗲 them as the c̨r͘a͜zy oņes͏, we see 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘂𝘀͝. Because the people who are 𝗰̛𝗿̸̨𝗮𝘇̛͡𝘆͏͢ 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 can 𝗰̡𝗵̷𝗮͢𝗻𝗴̢𝗲͠ 𝘁͢𝗵͘𝗲 ͠𝘄̕𝗼͞𝗿̀𝗹𝗱͠, are the ones who 𝗱𝗼.