"This quixotic quality of Rockwell's movement, with equal measures of fantastic daring and pathological resentment, has enabled the racist Right to make a hero of him, something of a martyr (assassinated by one of his own followers, no less). But there is something about Rockwell's story— about his persistence in his beliefs and in his political activism—that seems heroic in a peculiar but genuine way, if only because one has to grant a man some measure of respect for sticking to his guns no matter what and for refusing to submit to the belief of the dominant mainstream that he was crazy because he adopted execrable political ideas (psychotherapy has sometimes become a form of Stalinism in democratic, technological countries). And there is something tragic about Rockwell, a man of no small intelligence, no small ambition, no small abilities, who could waste himself so thoroughly in something so grotesque and so mean-spirited."