So it was all schtick and just harmless carnival like fun for music loving impressionable young people? Of course those young people who sat in a circle paging Satan outside his door got the point and were no doubt in Church with their familes on Sunday morning. Wonder what the parents of these kids and other celebrity worshipping fools did with their collection Ozzy albums after they died or were lost to the depths of neopagan ,hedonistic decadence. Perhaps you feel Osborne performed a Darwinian service. Are you of the belief that when a pied piper like Osborne leads people to the depths of hell on earth, the world is better for eliminating such people from the mainstream of society?
Here's what I learned, first hand, about those "lost to the depths of neopagan, hedonistic decadence." And yeah, I've known a few of those folks: If it wasn't booze, it was endless women or men. If it wasn't women or men it was coke. If it wasn't coke, it was heroin. If it wasn't heroin it was pot, PCP, 'Ludes, uppers, downers - whatever it took for them to avoid themselves. And of all the wrecked and addicted folks I've run across through the years, it wasn't music that drove any of them towards the Abyss. It was themselves or their genes or their families or some horribly traumatic experience(s) or, most often, some combination of those things.
On a related note, why do I get the sense that you're one of those folks who, back in the day, would have joyously burned a minstrel at the stake for displeasing you or jarring your sensibilities?