Johnny Rotten

Even before I was pregnant with John, Tom proclaimed he wanted to name his next son John. Not Johnathan, but John. I like the name John, but needed some rationale before I agreed completely to this name. Tom's reasons were 2-fold:

(1) His first son's name is 'Sean', which is 'John' in Gaelic and since Tom is 1/2 Irish he thought that was cool.
OK...this seemed like a good reason to me. Sean's awesome, so sharing his name is perfect. And the whole heritage aspect was pretty neat. (BTW, I'm part Irish as well...which I added silently to his rationale.)

(2) Tom always respected John Lydon (aka Johnny Rotten), lead singer of the Sex Pistols.
Wow. Really? OK. How to deal...think...do not agree instantly...must learn more about this guy before I agreed to name my first born child after some random punk rock singer. I mean, come on, "Rotten" is in this guy's nickname! Is that really a mother's dream for her child?

So I read Johnny Rotten's biography (albeit quite skeptically at first, I admit), and I must say, he was a pretty cool guy. The type of guy who challenged authority not just because he didn't like rules, but he wouldn't accept rules if they didn't make sense. He dressed...well...uniquely.


He didn't like it when his fans imitated his style, but rather told them they should wear what they want to wear, not just copy him. I like that.

Our John Lydon may be well on his way to a music career as well. Not sure about the whole "punk rock" aspect...currently he's more of a "Stomp your feet, clap your hands, let's get ready for a barnyard dance" type of musician.

But you've seen the headband. So who knows!