I had to admire this little guy's courage. Fradin, his name was--James Arthur Fradin, with a string of letters after it that even the alphabet agencies down at Washington could not have unscrambled. The letters represented honorary degrees conferred on him by half a dozen different colleges, and they should have entitled him to be heard with respectful consideration, but they weren't. The assembled scientists of the Institute of Radio Engineers were giving him merry hell. "What you are saying, Fradin," one of the scientists interrupted hotly, "is gross nonsense."…
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