He is not like you or I. Read the full piece at Paper:
News accounts of Harley Flanagan’s stabbing spree last Friday night at Webster Hall were troubling to say the least. Nobody’s here to give it a positive spin or defend his actions. But there’s in fact far more to the story than meets the eye.
Harley Flanagan isn’t like you or me. Most of us grew up with relative safety and security. Harley came up like a feral animal, left by his hippie mom to fend for himself in the ‘70s L.E.S. jungle of crime, drugs, abuse and poverty. By age 10 he was a downtown star at Max’s Kansas City and CBGB, drumming in his aunt’s punk band The Stimulators, and socializing with Joe Strummer, Deborah Harry and the Dead Boys. Everyone thought it was so cute, but it wasn’t.