I would argue that if it weren't for the milquetoast, there would never have been a de la rocha, a clash, or even a street fighting man. It would have been strictly pat boone and not the metal version. Shit evolves.

Sadly, shit also devolves, and the rage is sorely lacking. Not just in music, but across the board. Even with the pornography. It's been far too long since shit-talking blowhards on the internet could expect to have their heads repeatedly smashed into streetlights.

Of course, history is cyclical, and events in London and North Africa might offer a glimmer of hope.