On the subject of Nazis: Everybody's right and everybody's wrong. Wasting one of them now would be illegal, immoral, unethical -- and stimulating.
No, we can't tolerate vigilantism, even against the likes of them -- especially against the. likes of them, because unless the loathsomest opinions are safe, none of us is safe; I mean that literally, because I survived more of the 20th. century than most of you, and my knowledge of calamities is broad and deep.
Yes, we can understand the desire to snuff a Nazi -- especially me, since I've met a couple, one of them an honest-to-jesus second-generation Nazi. (Or third-generation? Somehow both his father and grandfather has been in the SS. Not Waffen, but the other kind.) He was one of the silky, insinuating type of Nazi. "I hef nefer met a Chew," he purred to my Jewish girl friend, "ant I vould like to know more more about zem." I'm not exaggerating his accent of his manner. Of course I wanted to kill him. Being a country boy, I felt an urgent need for a pick-handle; 's what we use in preference to a baseball bat. I recommend one if you ever find yourself in among a pack of Nazis.
As you can guess, I did nothing but seethe inside myself; see above re illegal, immoral, etc. But I made sure I never found myself around him again.
And just once, I met Adolf Busemann, the father of the swept-wing airplane, a genuine first-pressing vintage Nazi scientist. He was very old and probably senile, a tall, lean, smiling, hawk-featured old Uebermensch with funny stories to tell about Peenemuende and the paperwork involved in getting a prisoner -- just one measley inmate, for pete's sake -- from Belsen, for testing in the new supersonic wind tunnel. "Finally, I put mine own hedt into it! Nussing happened!" Historical resources like that should be carefully preserved, and memories of them stored up for later use. Hope you can use this one.