The 10 Worst Brooklynites of All Time
You know, we really respect this Erasmus dropout as a chess player, even as a source of American pride during the Cold War—and it all started in a Brooklyn candy store, from which Fisher got his first chess set at the age of six. But, you know, then there’s all that post-champion shit, when he became this Holocaust-denying, anti-Semitic, psychopathic creep. That’s no good.