hunter s thompson
Fuck.
I don't have any other words for it right now.
That makes two of my heroes who've killed themselves, the first being Deleuze.
Hunter S. Thompson, 67, dead in suicide.
Monday, February 21, 2005
I don't have any other words for it right now.
That makes two of my heroes who've killed themselves, the first being Deleuze.
Hunter S. Thompson, 67, dead in suicide.
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- Name: Jay Thomas
- Location: San Francisco, CA,
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- Abductors threaten to kill journalist Jill Carroll...
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- is there anybody out/in there?
- Cylinder Preservation and Digitization Project
- pangrammaticon's birthday (+1)
- swift report: god denies links to pat robertson
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2 Comments:
I still vividly recall reading HST in Rolling Stone; before it got slick, before Wenner had doubts, and before most people began to (finally) question the mainstream media. Thompson showed how a journalist could tell me a story and retain personal integrity and at the same time, make me smile. So many owe him a debt of gratitude, not only for rescuing their souls, but also, I believe, for planting the seed that grew into what we read now in the best blogs. I'm sad he's gone, but oh so glad he lived.
He was the kind of man who knew exactly what he was doing. He knew the territory ahead and he was ready to explore it fully. Ever the adventurer, ever the great psychonaut. He can be alive in you. That is the only place where he's ever been alive anyhowwww, right? Don't be lonely for your heroes. Be them!
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