The title is the question father asks himself when he learns his son has hand cuffed himself to the dean to protest censorship, and as a consequence been expelled. And when the son appears with a scroungy group of mods, beards and a girl from out of nowhere, the impact to a parent can be overwhelming. Father reasons that if you can't beat them, join them; and accordingly gets his own beads, guitar and such, and goes the kids one better. He burns his checkbook in front of the bank, and threatens to ignite himself on the steps of Lincoln Center. It's enough to make even the younger generation realize a thing or two.