Bruce Sterling speaks ill of the recent dead
You can’t read kindly stuff like this without realizing that there was something just irretrievably rotten and sinister about that McLaren guy. Yeah, he’s dead now, and even the hardest of the hardcore punks are trying to make nice about him, but he was a hairy dropout Situationist, a ruthless enemy of the Spectacle. There was just no way to recuperate him and make him stop scaring the horses; he was a bohemian hustler who was all clay and happened to have feet of gold.
He’s referring to this article, which includes a touching remembrance from Sex Pistols guitarist Steve Jones.
“But my fondest memory of Malcolm, and I loved the guy, was his birthday gift to me when I turned 21– he got me a hooker and some heroin.”