Oh, quite. The schizophrenic on the corner (and at most points north of 96th St. on the Upper West Side, there IS a schiz on the corner) who believes that I am implanting thoughts in his brain, and accuses me of it (as was de rigueur when my wife and I used to visit friends up there)... I don't need or want his opinion, such as it may be, because it AIN'T BASED ON NOTHIN'. I don't need to hear what the delusional have to say... and believe me -- get that Boudin book, you'll blow through in half a day -- you will see that the NYT was being quite bloody delusional about the Weathermen and their cohorts on the sixties fringe left.