Just got my own copy of Diane Arbus: Revelations, the best coffee table art book I've ever seen. Even if you aren't inclined to spring for a copy of your own, you should at least go to a bookstore and check out page 164, which features a contact sheet of unpublished photographs that reveal that this terrifying kid, incredibly enough, was actually a supremely cute and harmless little boy. For some reason, I find this moving.