Speaking for myself I have had quite enough of Thom Yorke's endless mewling and weepy wailing.The Emperor is not only stark naked, he's laughing uproariously at our gullability. While 'critics' leap aboard Radiohead's gladwagon and hail this as yet-another jewel in the groups crown, I've finally exhausted not-only my patience but my pocketbook.If Radiohead were U2, O.K. Computer would be their Joshua Tree and everything after would be the turgid, euro-garbage that has made U2 the despised sellouts they are.Join me and send Yorke and the rest a clear and concise message: We aren't buying your 'brilliance' any more. Keep your bleeps and bloops and crybaby caterwauling, I'll take the latest Foo Fighter disk any day.