Who is crazy now? (In which I am stunned to encounter people who agree with me that naturalness is nonsense.)

Natural?

I have new front teeth. Or rather, I have a new dentist who looked at the fixes and patches his colleagues left and said they’ve got to go. Time for crowns. Welcome to middle age.

After several hours of unpleasant short-range interactions with various drills, he puts on the crowns and hands me a mirror. “Have a look,” he says. “They’re tilted,” I say. He frowns, then asks me to turn