It did not work out that way. A murderer intervened. Nancy died under a hotel sink with a knife in her stomach, the whole world there to gape at her. She died the subject of ridicule and scorn. The press called her Nauseating Nancy. Their stories made it seem like she had ‘asked for it,' just like a rape victim in a provocative dress 'asks for it'.

They made it seem like she got what she deserved. In life, the media had made my daughter into a distasteful celebrity; in death, they made her a freak. There was a derisive skit about her on Saturday Night Live, jokes about her in Johnny Carson's monologue.

Some people were selling Sid and Nancy T-shirts. Others were buying them.

Nobody wanted to hear of her pain, her sadness, her sensitivity. Nobody wanted to understand Nancy. Nobody cared.”