I was unimpressed when I saw him, admittedly many years ago. I complained of frequent tension headaches and noted that codeine had been helpful (my father was a doctor and kept such things at home). He immediately began treating me--a Ph.D. holder--like a junkie. At another point, when he performed a certain neurological test on my foot and I asked him, "what reflex are you looking for," he responded, "I shan't tell you" as if he were Queen of the May (I choose my words most carefully). What an insufferably arrogant ass. And he has the nerve to hold a high official position in his synagogue as if he's, like, a humble, caring Jew. read more