NewsFlash: Hunter S. Thompson Dies of Something Other Than Drugs
Hunter S. Thompson survived Hell's Angels, Nixon, a generation of swine and a scary amount of ether (as if there's a non-scary amount) only to shoot himself because of a second Bush term? Okay, I don't know if that's the reason. A lot of us will be irresponsibly throwing around speculation in the next few weeks, and I just want to be ahead of the pack. Like Hunter was.
Personally, I though Dr. Gonzo would be happy to live in a world where President Bush is finally on tape talking about his drug use. It's not at a fear and loathing level or anything, but at least he can't refuse to acknowledge it anymore.
Also, in memoriam, I'm having a Write a Hunter S. Thompson Paragraph contest. I'll go first:
"Listen here, you leperous pig. If you insist on interrupting these delicate negotiations, at least take some morphine," I said, seizing on the momentary darkness to shovel most of the pills onto the bonfire. "As your attorney, I advise you to stick what's left of those up your ass," he said, but silenced himself when I glanced ominously at the pistolero.