Johnny Rotten Phones it In

Thanks to the internet, the "skool-boy" profane note that the Sex Pistols sent to the Rock n' Roll hall of fame (via fax, get it? The connection to the title. Fax Machine? Phone it in. It's a clever play on words. I'm so clever. Yay me!) is preserved for all eternity.

"Have some respect for the founders of punk"

1. That's paradoxical isn't it!
2. At the end of the day, I'm an American. Punk starts and ends with the Ramones.
3. When John Lydon gets inducted for PiL, will he show up in "flock of seagulls" hair acting sensitive?

This leads me in two critical directions. I'll take both of them -- at the same time! (kooky, baby. Very kooky)

FIRST: Punk takes a combination of nilism and self-aggrandizement.
SECOND: So my beef with Johnny Rotten is that its all so carefully posed.
FIRST: Sid Vicious had all the Nilhism, Johnny Rotten had all the self-agrandizement
SECOND: What's punk about saying that you are bigger than rock-n-roll? Nothing.
FIRST: At a certain point Johnny Rotten is just a clown
SECOND: At a certain point Johnny Rotten is just another corporate rock-n-roller wearing a punk mask; a clown.


If Johnny Rotten where merely a clown, but still somewhat punk that would be one thing. But he's not. Moreover, Punk isn't even punk anymore. What do I mean? I mean, you want some punk, here... Check out this episode of The Backyardigans Pablo the Penguin singing about Soccer is more punk than any other music made in the last three year. Bar none. No exceptions. Absolutely. Hands down. says me. Game over. Pack up. Go home. Don't write. No backsiees. Zibbit! No...! I meanit! Zibbit! Most. Punk. Ever. Unhyperbole. None. Literally. Most. Kids show. Dakota likes it. Very punk. Totally.

Anyhow and in conclusion: Johnny Rotten, You can STUFF IT!