William Gibson on the Internet in 1997

Not only is William Gibson crazy/great, his little thing in the New Yorker’s SF issue is very beautiful.

…the othernesses of my adolescence joining up with the wider tributary of literature, the mother of all otherness. Had science fiction not found me when it did, on the counter at Woolworth’s and in the iconography of the steering wheel in my father’s Olds, I suspect I might not have found that river. Or else, finding it, I might not have recognized it, and turned away.