This one is “enthusnik,” from which comes “enthusnikry” and “enthusniplex.” They are part of my taxonomy of temperaments. An enthusnik is a freewender who, due to his excessive enthusiasm for some set of irrational (but not necessarily invalid) beliefs, forms them into a rigidniplex, acting himself with regard to that like a rigidnik, although not otherwise mentally dysfunctional. Enthusniks, then, are members of a subclass of “freewenders.”
I have long needed a term for people who come to believe someone other than Shakespeare wrote the Shakespearean oeuvre who are saner than the riginiks who are the principal anti-Stratfordians. I didn’t like “pseudo-rigidnik.” This one, I hope, will do.
So much for today’s entry. My back still aches, and I am still taking a lot of naps. My mood is pretty low. It was difficult to write even this minor, short entry. If I could start feeling even one percent better, I think I would snap out of it. Oh, well, I’m in no great pain, and things are not getting worse.