Watching the slow, staggering demise of Pete Doherty has been infuriating and heartbreaking.

I saw the Libertines at the Croc in 2003, and it was one of the most transcendent shows I’ve ever seen. (I wrote about it for The Stranger here.)

Even back then, Doherty was living on the edge of the edge, but who would’ve guessed how bad it would get? Or that he would survive long enough to make sure things got worse and worse?

Stunning new low: The photos of Doherty apparently injecting drugs into an unconscious female lying on the floor of his flat, printed in today’s The Sun.

This new twist won’t kill him, but it could get him sent to prison, which could kill him, or could save his life, for another few minutes.

Full story here.