Duke wrote: I must be the only person in the world who thinks Hunter S. Thompson is nothing but a moderately-talented shiny happy person.
Just because he was an shiny happy person doesn't mean he wasn't right about a few things, or at least poetically eloquent in describing his worldview.
And it occurs to me that perhaps the difference between a "decent" person and an shiny happy person is a corruption of the filters in your brain.
Knurled wrote:Duke wrote: I must be the only person in the world who thinks Hunter S. Thompson is nothing but a moderately-talented shiny happy person.Just because he was an shiny happy person doesn't mean he wasn't right about a few things, or at least poetically eloquent in describing his worldview. And it occurs to me that perhaps the difference between a "decent" person and an shiny happy person is a corruption of the filters in your brain.
The only other important thing to be said about Fear & Loathing at this time is that it was fun to write, and that's rare — for me, at least, because I've always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it's a bit like berkeleying — which is fun only for amateurs. Old whores don't do much giggling. Nothing is fun when you have to do it — over and over, again and again — or else you'll be evicted, and that gets old. So it's a rare goddamn trip for a locked-in, rent-paying writer to get into a gig that, even in retrospect, was a kinghell, highlife berkeley-all from start to finish... and then to actually get paid for writing this kind of manic gibberish seems genuinely weird; like getting paid for kicking Agnew in the balls. So maybe there's hope. Or maybe I'm going mad... In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upward mobile — and the rest of us are berkeleyed until we can put our acts together: Not necessarily to Win, but mainly to keep from Losing Completely... The Swine are gearing down for a serious workout this time around... So much, then, for The Road — and for the last possibilities of running amok in Las Vegas... Well, at least, I'll know I was there, neck deep in the madness, before the deal went down, and I got so high and wild that I felt like a two-ton Manta ray jumping all the way across the Bay of Bengal. -H.S.T
No chalk art this week. So he put together a rather amusing collage.
Duke wrote: I must be the only person in the world who thinks Hunter S. Thompson is nothing but a moderately-talented shiny happy person. And that was just from listening to the hours of interviews with him included on the DVD of (I think) *The Rum Diaries*. I read *Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas* and thought it was hilarious... when I was 14. Pic unrelated, but I want one:
I don't really care for him either, but I like a good Sesame Street pic.
I thought the Straight Outta nonsense had run it's course but I was wrong.
Clever.
914Driver wrote:
HA. Those mythical $50 surplus motorcycles.
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