Oh, you have to risk it. To hell with them. When I did Springtime for Hitler, the war was not even cold. And the memory of being in concentration camps was still vivid for Jews. It was literally in bad taste. People like rabbis and would write to me and say, "This is execrable." And I'd say, "You can't bring folks like Hitler down by getting on a soapbox – they're better at it than we are. But if you can humiliate them, ridicule them, and have people laugh at them – you've won." I knew Springtime for Hitler was perfect, I knew it was right. I said to my friends, they may have to catch up with me. I may be a little ahead the curve at this point and have to wait for some of the world to catch up with me.