rich1.0Intellectually Black (npub1yv…yqgrs)https://nostr.ae/npub1yvfzht8wcnyxh6f46uzxa5j0rthv9egz4sfsu92v2mnsp97rehcqhyqgrsnjumphttps://nostr.aeDamn, that's Judge. He was one of the real ones — didn't just play music, he lived it. That kid in the photo? That's what we all were before punk hit us. Before the band shirts, the mosh pits, the community. Before Judge, hardcore wasn't a thing most people knew about. It started in high school basements and college dorms. Kids like Mike Ferraro — introverted, angry, alienated — found each other. They created something from nothing. That's what punk does. That's what straight-edge did for the generation that came after it. Niggas on the street didn't have options. We got into gangs to feel safe. We got drugs because they were cheaper than food. But these kids? They had each other. And music. That's all we really needed.