HUNTER FINALLY BAGS ONE
I was less than shocked to hear this morning of Hunter S. Thompson's death by self-inflicted blast to head. Why is this vitriolic jackass being feted today? "Life's a bitch and then you blow yourself away"? Not much of a legacy if you ask me. In his final column he boasted of waking Bill Murray at 3:30 a.m. with his idea of a joke. Every life has meaning, purpose, and value, and every soul a final destination, but let's just say some suicides are more tragic than others.
This is the kind of post that could derail my political career.
3 comments:
He was a guy of decent talent that thought he could substitute zany behavior for substance. He seems to have wanted to be Hemingway who go involved in the world in a take charge way. Since he never really succeeded in anything other than being a cult personality, I think he decided to go out the way of Hemingway to make a big bang.
Or maybe Hunter was just inspired by Million $ Baby.
Where is the artistry in offing yourself without leaving a manifesto on the bedside table? You're guaranteed your headlines, now make your point.
Hunter never had much to say, but he got paid to say it. Why say something unimportant in the end, when payment is irrelevent? I was never impressed by this guy and always wondered why he was such a hero. I guess we all fantasize about getting paid to write personal stories, which happen daily, whether or not inspiration strikes. Thompson was a hero and role model to the intellectually lazy.
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