there's a poem by william s. burroughs where at the beginning he says for john dillinger, in the hope he's still alive. i never really thought about that dedication before, but the other day i decided to find out who exactly john dillinger was. apparently he was a notorious bank robber. funnily enough, john and his gang weren't neccesarily seen as the bad guys by the american public, as bank robbers often times would destroy the mortgage reciepts at the banks. so if people were about to lose their house(a common thing in the depression) the bank wouldn't be able to take it back without the proper reciepts. they were in some ways a darker version of robin hood.