This album displays all the wonted care Dylan has put into it, "License to Kill" being the only dud, musically speaking. Lyrically his disdain for the daughters of Satan has reached new peaks of exquisite detail--displaying neither hatred nor pity nor contempt, he approaches women with a solicitousness that's almost chilling, as if he knows what a self-serving scumbag he's being, if only subliminally. Nevertheless, this man has turned into a hateful crackpot between equating Jews with Zionism with the Likud, the muddled disquisition on international labor, and the ital al-Hassidim that inspires no less than three (!) superstitious attacks on space exploration. God only knows (and I use that phrase advisedly here) just how far he'll go if John Glenn becomes president. C