Rev. Erudite Redneck, B.S., B.S., M.A., M.Div.: HST, RIP

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

HST, RIP

Ol' ER is feelin' a fairly mighty sense of loss. Hunter S. Thompson was hisself an erudite redneck of a sort. Kind of the George Carlin of journalism. An early inspiration -- or something. Hard to describe, actually.

So caught off guard by the news. HST, dead at 67, by gunshot, at his own hand. Scary. If HST saw no reason to go on, not even in an alcohol- and drug-induced haze, then what the hell are any of the rest of us thinking?

The only explanation can be that he found out he had some horrible inoperable malady and rather than stick around to write "Fear and Loathing: In a Colorado Hospice," or "Fear and Loathing: On the Cancer Ward," he decided to check out.

I b'lieve I will reread "Hell's Angels," the book, because he really was a great reporter, not just of the gonzo variety -- and that's where it all started for him.

Here are his works. Others I can attest to are "Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail," "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas," "Generation of Swine"
and "The Great Shark Hunt."

--ER

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