Ghost of a flea

On the streets back then, skinheads would fight you for your boots or even your Zippo lighter. Or they’d come directly to shows and attack you in the mosh pit. You couldn’t negotiate with them; the only thing that kept them at bay was a punch to the nose. We learned the hard way that you can’t reason with zealots, so when the PC left comes in demanding apologies or extremist Muslims insist you accept Sharia law, you don’t capitulate—you attack.