It seems incredible, though perhaps telling as well as ironic, that aptly-notorious murderer Ian Brady once managed to have a book published while imprisoned, complete with a foreword by a respected author(!), and yet Morrissey is deemed untouchable by - at least - major labels. This bizarre contrast in apparent eligibility/acceptability seems to me a little like the old truth about American censorship of the movies (in former decades at least): "It's fine if you, the director, show someone shooting countless people but no way will we let you show a breast being exposed onscreen."