Sunday, February 20, 2005
R.I.P: Hunter S. Thompson
In a surreal bit of news, Hunter S. Thompson, writer extraordinaire, symbol of American counter-culture, Uncle Duke in the Doonesbury strip, and pioneer of gonzo journalism committed suicide by shooting himself.
Maybe we can all watch that crazy Johnny Depp and Benicio Del Toro adaptation of "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" again as tribute to the crazy man. For those who came in late, the book is a gonzo compilation of a couple of road trips undertaken by Thompson in the company of a friend and "two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine and a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. ...A quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls."
RIP HST.
UPDATE: Here is the last column HST wrote for ESPN, on playing shotgun golf with Bill Murray.
Maybe we can all watch that crazy Johnny Depp and Benicio Del Toro adaptation of "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" again as tribute to the crazy man. For those who came in late, the book is a gonzo compilation of a couple of road trips undertaken by Thompson in the company of a friend and "two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine and a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. ...A quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls."
RIP HST.
UPDATE: Here is the last column HST wrote for ESPN, on playing shotgun golf with Bill Murray.
