I remember before there was so much available, part of the thrill was to find the music because you weren’t supposed to be able to do it. When I was a teenager, I loved tracking down gangsta rap downloads even though my parents hated it - but I loved finding Rock Against Communism more when I got older because “everyone“ was against it.

And what a thrill it was. You’d go days without finding a new record or worrying about clicking on a link because maybe the FBI would kick down your door. In the mean time, I’d read about the philosophy and exercise to the music I had. When I’d finally listen, it would inevitably be wholesome, just ideas I already was discovering set to music. Is it all great? No. But the stuff they’ll have the hardest time censoring often reflects our values the most wholesomely. And even the worst skinhead music is almost never cruder than rap.

The problem, as usual, is they’re full of shit. They’re trying to censor the most overt manifestations of something that’s flowering without really needing the music. All they’re going to do is piss off some middle aged skinheads whose minds are long ago made up.