Hitler's eyes lit up. It was like the party rallies, the football games, where there are no questions, no complications, only heroes and martyrs, and great, righteous causes. The crowd was following him devoutly now, all the way down Mass Ave to the police station, where Hitler was booked and fingerprinted with his technicians.

AT QUINCY House, the lawyer was reminding the picketeers, "I know very well what it is like to be oppressed...I am a Jew, and I know what oppression is like, and I want my children to see those movies of the genocide, I want them to remember, to see, what can happen..."

"But how do you prevent it from happening?"

"You speak! You exercise your rights to free speech and expression. I agree--this stuff is disgusting, it hurts women, it degrades woman--and the best way to attack it is through your free speech. But when you invoke the power of the state..."

"And what about when you are outnumbered," a voice shot up from the melee. The mob became silent.

"What when your voice is not heard, when people want to hurt one another, when they exploit their rights, when they want the evil, when they want to see it? What about when they sell the evil, when they vote for it, what about when evil is legalized and profitable, and people no longer see anything wrong with it and accept it as something else...say, 'erotic,' or 'titillating?' You press charges?"

It was the question nobody wanted to answer. It was the question that nobody dared answer. It threatened and sneered like a snake poised in the shadow, ready to fight with you for your life.

"They never invented the jail that could hold me." Hitler sneered at the prison guard, as the slammer door swung open. They were going to prosecute the technicians to the fullest extent of the law, they had posted high bail, the cop said. But he bowed his head humbly as Hitler brushed him away. They had released Hitler on $5 bail.

"You will never understand me," he said resentfully to the state cop, "and you can never kill me, without killing a part of yourself...and you are too weak...far too weak for that! I am immortal as long as your world exists."