The weekend before last I had a book signing at the Book Art Collective table at the festival. Since there were over 50,000 people there from all walks of life, I got some interesting reactions to the book. An older couple (he was wearing a tag saying that he was a "sponsor" of the Festival, which usually means they are well-to-do) came and started looking through the book. He slowly went through the book and I noticed that he started getting a little twitchy as he progressed. When he got to the section of "...and let us forgive the Minutemen" and "let us forgive the Border Patrol" he slammed the book cover shut and went stomping off. His wife muttered to me "We have family connections to the Border Patrol" in explanation, and then hurried off after her husband.