Re: Like A Roling Stone......How Does It Feel... He can comfort himself by knowing there is precedent. In the 1820s in a small German town, in the early hours of the morning, a German constable arrested a dirty, disheveled man who was wandering the streets shouting and waving his arms. When taken into custody, the man began ranting "I am Beethoven!" The constable thought he had a madman on his hands and locked the madman up in jail, where he continued to rant. It was not until evening that someone thought to bring the conductor of the local orchestra, who to his shock discovered the madman was indeed Beethoven. The composer was quickly released from jail, driven home in the mayor's personal carriage, and reportedly the unfortunate constable was instructed on the difference between lunatic and genius - not always easy to tell. True story.
Note how Bob Dylan acted. He didn't give the Michael Irvin "Do you know who I am?" accusation while standing with a pile of blow and a couple of "self-employed models". He didn't have ID and the police needed to verify who he was. In that area, elderly people head to the beach and get lost all the time, especially in the summer. As someone who was born in Central NJ and still has family there, I can assure you Mr. Dylan had wandered into the wrong area. The police were trying to help him. If everyone had this kind of attitude toward the police, they'd be less on edge and law enforcement would work better for everyone.
