“I can look at a crowd," he said to his friends, "I can just look at it. It's all, uh, very scientific, and I can diagnose the crowd psychologically. Just four of us, properly positioned, can turn the crowd around. We can cure it. We can make love to it. We can make it riot."

Jim's friends looked at him blankly.

"Hey, man," Jim said, "don't you even want to try?”