I GOT INTO PUNK IN THE LATE 80S. AT THIS POINT, POLITICAL CORRECTNESS OR TOTAL BANALITY HAD TAKEN OVER MOST OF THE SCENE. ACTUAL ANTAGONISM WAS VERBOTEN ALTHOUGH EVERYONE SECRETLY WANTED IT TO HAPPEN. REAL PUNKS WERE CONSIDERED TO BE DE CLASSE & STUPID. YOUNG KIDS IN THE SCENE WERE OSTRACIZED FOR THE SAME REASONS. THE PUNKS WERE EITHER JUST MUSIC NERDS WHO WENT TO LOTS OF SHOWS & BOUGHT TONS OF RECORDS OR THE SHOCK TROOPS OF THE CRYPTO COMMUNIST LEFT. THAT’S IT. NONE OF THIS WAS WHY I GOT INTO PUNK. I LIKE PUTTING TACKS ON PEOPLE’S SEATS. I LIKE PUTTING CONFUSING, WEIRD, SCARY THINGS IN PLACES WHERE THEY ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE & SPOOKING THE CHICKENS. I LIKE SPINNING PEOPLE AROUND & BREAKING THEM OUT OF THEIR LITTLE WORN-OUT PATHS OF BORING DAY TO DAY LIFE. THIS IS NOT IN THE SERVICE OF ANY POLITICAL IDEOLOGY OR SPECIFIC GOAL. THIS IS IN THE SERVICE OF CHAOS & THE DISRUPTION OF PEOPLE’S BULLSHIT. THIS IS ALSO JUST A SMALL PART OF MY SHTICK. IF PEOPLE’S ONLY MORAL COMPASS IS THIS NONSENSE ABOUT CRITICAL RACE/GENDER/WHATEVER THEORY, THE DEVIL & PENTAGRAMS AREN’T GOING TO DO ANYTHING TO SPOOK THESE PEOPLE. THEY PROBABLY DIG IT BECAUSE IT REPRESENTS THE ANTITHESIS TO THE HETERONORMATIVE PATRIARCHY OF THE CIS-CHRISTIANS. THE SWASTIKA DOESN’T MEAN I’M RACIST, THE SWASTIKA MEANS FUCK YOU.