I don't think younger generations understand how the bourgeois was so thoroughly "épater" by Wendy O. Williams.
She drove cars off of cliffs, went about with electrical tape on her nipples, and chainsawed guitars in half on stage- and everyone freaked out like it was the end of Western Civilization.
This was when(especially in Massachusetts) i was vilified for wearing my Dead Kennedys 'Holiday in Cambodia' t shirt and being all punkity rockity with weird colored hair got you called a fag or a dyke and possibly beat up.
Sadly, knowledge of how a pornified academia exploited her (at one point she was a stripper and also preforming in live sex shows) just makes her suicide in retrospect more relatable and understandable.
She attempted suicide several times before shooting herself in the woods of Conn. in 1998.
She had become a wildlife rehabilitator and was working at a food co-op.
We love and miss you Wendy.