I love it, the utter essence of punk. Oppose system until comfortably established then utilize system and reunite as needed to retain cashflow.

If there still exists a few yelling anarchists on the planet, still believing punk was a true revolution, get yourself some tickets for the Sex Pistols reunion and worship your gods in true capitalist full circle style. Funny thing is, all of those revolutionaries of the eighties won't give this capitalist transformation a second thought, because they themselves have made the same transformation.

Struggling with their Volvo down-payment and if their choice of career is the right one. What happened to the system? It didn't need change after all? Or you realized you'd rather have a flatscreen? To watch what, American Idol? Animal Planet? Shaking your head at the sad state of the world? Looks like you getting drunk and yelling during the eighties didn't help much, except perhaps give you something to be nostalgic about and your kids something to sample.

"Any 20 year-old who isn't a liberal doesn't have a heart, and any 40 year-old who isn't a conservative doesn't have a brain."

The Sex Pistols is one of the most formulaic bands of the last 50 years, and bloody successful at that. Everyone, except themselves, pretend they're not. Live the illusion.