In the wake of Dimebag Darrell’s murder, William Grim, a contributing editor for the conservative website The Iconoclast wrote a vicious, vile, ignorant and elitist essay about Dime, Pantera fans and metal.
“The squalor, inhumanity, filth (both in the metaphorical and hygienic senses), depravity, ugliness and ignorance of everything that heavy metal represents (Like rap, I cannot use the noble term music in a description of heavy metal) creates a mindset among its devotees in which Mr. Abbott`s assassination was an event that was all but waiting to happen,” wrote Grim.
He added, “It was highly amusing, and also terribly sad, to watch on television fans conducting a ‘vigil’ for the slain Mr. Abbott outside of the Alrosa Villa. It was an assemblage of ignorant, semi-human barbarians who were filthy in attire and manner, intellectually incoherent and above all else, hideously ugly to the point of physical deformity. Here is a definite case in which the outer appearance of these ‘fans’ accurately represented the hideousness of their souls. That the physical deformity of their ugliness was self-inflicted makes the spiritual tragedy of their misspent lives all the more tragic. But one can see why the heavy metal fans so closely identified with Mr. Abbott. He was an ignorant, barbaric, untalented possessor of a guitar and large amplifier system. Freakish in appearance, more simian than human, he was the performer of a type of ‘entertainment’ that can be likened only to a gorilla on PCP. Lacking subtlety, wit, style, emotional range and anything approaching even the smallest iota of intellectual or musical interest, Mr. Abbott was part of a generation that has confused sputum with art and involuntary reflex actions with emotion.”
After reading Grim’s brutal diatribe, Machine Head frontman Robb Flynn couldn’t stay silent. After screaming his lungs out, he grabbed a pen and started a vitriolic response, which turned into the song “Aesthetics of Hate” from Machine Head’s 2007 album The Blackening.
About Grim, Flynn wrote in part: “Oh, the words I read on the screen left me fucking sick / I felt the hatred rising, you son of a bitch / You branded us pathetic for our respect / But he made us driven, deep reverence far beyond the rest / For the love of brother I will sing this fucking words / Aesthetics of hate, I hope you burn in hell.”