nostalgia
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.-- Hunter S. Thompson
i saw him speak in kentucky when i was at university. he sat there drinking (scotch? or was it gin? i can't remember) liquor in a dry county and trashed kentucky thoroughly, along with the current administration (i'm not telling), religion, journalists and journalism; we laughed and he would excoriate us for laughing. god, we loved every minute of it.
fear and loathing in las vegas was a riot of a read from one end to the other and still amazingly pertinent today in some ways.
i'm no longer a part of the drug culture... i wonder if i'd still enjoy it as much...?
requiescat en pace, old man.
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