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fear and loathing in san diego

I always thought the decision to have Hunter S. Thompson write a sports column was a bid odd. Still I read. And still, it gets odder by the column.

Now, I don't know if Hunter forgot to drop his acid today, or if he has just finally crossed that line between insanity and man-who-thinks-he-is-a-genius, but today's blatherings are blink worthy, even for a man of Hunter's offbeat way of thinking.

Satire? Comedy? The incoherent ramblings of a man who spent a little too much time drinking the Ted Rall flavored kool-aid?

So we should all take a nice long look at the Big Game on Sunday in San Diego -- because it may be the last one we'll see for a while, at least until the War ends ... Ho ho. That is a nasty thought, as thoughts go, but it is the melancholy truth. Certainly it will be the last peacetime Super Bowl for another five years, maybe more ... But by then we will all be wearing uniforms, of one kind or another, and only the "Trusted Travelers" among us will be allowed to come and go as we please -- within reasonable military limits, of course, as long as we don't make waves and never gather in groups of more than three, and don't spit.

From there it descends into something about leeches and the Raiders and military tribunals.

I can't figure out right now if I found that amusing or frightening or just incomprehensible. All I know is that tonight I will probably dream about leeches and pirates waging a fight to the death, winner-take-all-war at the Superbowl.


Hunter's still the man. Sure, he's the man who is perpetually stoned, but, damn. Ever read him on Nixon? He has no love for the Right. Hmmm... come to think of it, he'd make a better Attorney General...

Leeches? Pirates? A fight to the death? Man, where do I get tickets??

I'm a motorcycle rider, and HST wrote one of the funniest articles about riding that ever saw print. it was called 'song of the sausage creature'. Google it and check it out.

Was that the one in the mid-90's where a magazine handed him the keys to a Duck 916? I had a subscrption at the time, and nearly laughed my brain-bucket off.


Eagles are 4 1/2 point favorites over Titans. (See Scrappleface)

What planet is this guy from?

Hunter was screechingly funny at one time but now he is an example of WAY TOO MUCH ACID...

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is one of the finest descriptions of a drug crazed weekend ever written but Hunter should have learned the lesson... the consequences suck.

He's all but brain dead now... too bad, he was a good writer and flashes still show through between his Lenny Bruce imitation.

"I was hunched over the tank like a person diving into a pool that got emptied yesterday. Whacko! Bashed on the concrete bottom, flesh ripped off, a Sausage Creature with no teeth, fucked-up for the rest of its life......

This motorcycle is simply too goddamn fast to ride at speed in any kind of normal road traffic unless you're ready to go straight down the centerline with your nuts on fire and a silent scream in your throat."

yeah, I guess its like that....

There are a lot of people who are still bitter that the Vietnam War ended, I think. It gave them a focus for their anger.

Dr. Thompson has always been a sports writer. I recall a piece he wrote many years ago about a wrastling match that was the definitive sports story. He thinks the right is out to get him. Not us neccessarily, just him. Well, it's because he knows too much. He's on to them. Leeches has also been featured in many of his stories. If I recall correctly, Wild Turkey slows them down.

Asking HST to write about anything is asking for trouble. Reality and Hunter have a tenuous relation at best..

I live in Oaktown....but I sorta hope the Raiders lose cuz that's a sight I gotta see.

Weird, just plain weird