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<p>The silver 2001 BMW 535i roared through Adams Morgan, occasionally screeching over the sidewalks as my accountant wrenched both hands from the wheel for another toke at the weed-pipe. "Gadzooks, man!" I shouted. "Can you keep it together for another fifteen miles, or at least outside the District limits?" We were halfway through our 35 mile journey from Bethesda to Falls Church, with enough dangerous narcotics to stun a grizzly bear in the trunk: We'd started with nine ounces of weed, six rocks of crack, a sugar jar full of blow, 36 vicodin tablets, a cage filled with live Bolivian arrow toads, and two jars of ketamine. Plus two quarts of Beefeater gin, a case of Schlitz malt liquor, and a four ounce ball of Afghan hash: Surely enough to get this pair of degenerate drug addicts to Fall's Church. After that what man could say?</p>

It’s Puerto Rico in 1960, and Paul Kemp (Johnny Depp, actually playing the young Hunter S. Thompson) makes his reeling, booze-soaked arrival to work at the local newspaper. Various gringo residents, from his beyond-cynical editor Lotterman (Richard Jenkins) to the paper’s photographer Bob (Michael Rispoli), who becomes his roommate, and ruthless big-shot land developer Sanderson (Aaron Eckhart) try to school him in the island ways to his advantage. But Kemp has always unsteadily made his own choices, while scrabbling to find his true voice as a real writer, as well as love in the form of Sanderson’s tempting girlfriend, Chenault...

http://www.freerepublic.com/perl/poll?poll=177;results=2 FReepers for Duncan Hunter Please vote in the FR poll. Fred Thompson is polling way out front here, and I think that is great, but personally I think Duncan Hunter would be better at the TOP of the ticket with Fred Thompson as VP...

This is a deeply personal work which exists semantically on two distinct planes. Ostensibly it is about the "teleological suspension of the ethical", that is, the suspension of the moral law for the sake of a higher law. Kierkegaard cites Genesis, where Abraham is commanded by God to kill his son Isaac. Although God must be obeyed, murder is immoral (it is not technically against the Mosaic law since it had not yet been delivered?but no matter, it is against our conscience). The ethical is thus suspended for a higher goal (telos). On another level, this work is about his...

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There are many, like the great Hunter Thompson, who tout the “death of the American Dream.” Mr. Thompson and those of his ilk claim that it is not possible for everyone to become prosperous through hard work and dedication alone. Further, they claim that unless one already has access to wealth or power or connections, the Dream is only a vague idea, not something actually tangible to the indigent citizens who wish to rise above their ghetto surroundings. But they are wrong.

Aspen - The war on drugs has turned into a nasty war of words in a town once renowned for drug use. It seems the Aspen of legend - a place where cocaine was openly snorted in restaurant bars in the 1970s - has evolved and become divided when it comes to illegal substances. This is still an Aspen where federal drug agents can be heckled in a public meeting, but it is also an Aspen where longtime residents express worry about what kind of message a laissez- faire attitude about drugs sends to kids. The change was evident Tuesday...

A dramatic drug bust at two Aspen restaurants busy with the après ski crowd has created a rift between the two major law enforcement agencies at one of Colorado's premier ski resort towns. Fifty-three officers from a number of law enforcement agencies, some with guns drawn, stormed into two Aspen restaurants during the busy after-ski time last Friday. The raids happened shortly after 4 p.m. and netted about 2 ounces of cocaine, $3,000 in cash, nine arrests for drug involvement and 11 for immigration law violations. Pitkin County Sheriff Bob Braudis, an opponent of the "war on drugs" who believes...

By James G. Poulos Published 4/26/2005 12:06:02 AM In a recent Sunday New York Times, Rich Cohen, contributing editor at Rolling Stone, threw another elegiac log on the funeral pyre of Hunter S. Thompson, favorite uncle of the nation's nattering nabobs of nostalgia. What is clear from the piece -- which skips, like all the other Thompson eulogies, from Fear and Loathing straight to his final years

Thompson Ashes Said to Be Shot From Cannon Tue Apr 5, 2:41 PM ET U.S. National - AP By DAN ELLIOTT, Associated Press Writer DENVER - Hunter S. Thompson's ashes will be blasted from a cannon mounted inside a 53-foot-high sculpture of the journalist's "gonzo fist" emblem, his wife said Tuesday. The cannon shot, planned sometime in August on the grounds of his Aspen-area home, will fulfill the writer's long-cherished wish. "It's expensive, but worth every penny," Anita Thompson said. "I'd like to have several explosions. He loved explosions." Thompson, 67, shot himself in the head on Feb. 20 after...

BOULDER COUNTY - A 14-year-old girl was arrested Sunday for allegedly shooting her father, an act that she told authorities was meant to end his suffering after his failed suicide attempt. The girl, who was not identified, was being held Monday on a manslaughter charge at the Platte Valley youth detention center in Greeley. No bond was set. The name of the 56-year-old male victim was not released by authorities Monday, but neighbors identified him as Garrett Rich, a self-employed electrician. Boulder County Coroner Thomas J. Faure said Monday that the victim died of multiple gunshot wounds, but declined to...

In death, as in life, Hunter S. Thompson continues to exemplify, glorify and, I fear, popularize everything that we as a society have tried to eradicate. His career was spawned by luridly detailed accounts of lurching through life in an alcoholic stupor, sobering up only long enough to partake in brain-twisting acid trips and drug binges that should have left him in a coma. It's a wonder he found time to skewer the prominent politicians of his day with the tireless ranting and scathing wit for which he will forever be remembered. Now, as Hunter's generation looks back on the...

Another story details the impromptu cocktail party that gathered around Thompson’s corpse — still in the kitchen chair — to drink Chivas and toast him. ‘‘It was very loving,’’ Anita Thompson is quoted as saying. ‘‘It was not a panic, or ugly, or freaky.’’ Her husband’s death should be cheered, she says. ‘‘This is a triumph of his, not a desperate, tragic failure.’’ That is either unhinged grief speaking or overripe counterculture leftism. Either way, it is grotesque.

WAS Hunter S. Thompson's mysterious death really a suicide? There are some serious irregularities surrounding the demise of the gonzo author, who was found shot to death in the kitchen of his Woody Creek, Colo., ranch on Feb. 20, and local cops seemed to have done a lackluster job of investigating. Police reports obtained by the Rocky Mountain News note that cops arriving on the scene heard shots being fired, that Thompson's son, Juan, was allowed to be alone with the body, and that there was something odd about the gun Thompson supposedly used to kill himself. Before his death,...

Shortly after reporting the death of his father, Hunter S. Thompson's son walked outside to fire three shots into the air, according to reports released Tuesday. Several Pitkin County sheriff's deputies heard Juan Thompson fire the shots as they approached the Woody Creek home, known as the Owl Farm. "Juan told me he had shot a shotgun into the air to mark the passing of his father," said Pitkin County Deputy Sheriff John Armstrong in his report. Hunter Thompson, who reigned as a savage social critic and inventor of Gonzo journalism for decades, died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound in...

Gonzo But Not ForgottenThe strange and terrible legacy of Hunter S. ThompsonBy Chris Shugart, Feb 28, 2005  Long before the New Media emerged into prominence, there was the New Journalism, a modernistic writing style that flourished in the Sixties. Writers like Truman Capote, Tom Wolfe, and George Plimpton were establishing a new trend that was blurring the lines between journalism and literary fiction. At the time, there was also Hunter S. Thompson, who created his own unique genre that was so far outside the margin lines that it spawned its own definition: gonzo journalism. Now that Thompson is gone, the...

ASPEN, Colo. (AP) - The family of writer Hunter S. Thompson is looking for a cannon to blast his remains skyward, honoring a wish he often expressed. Anyone wishing to provide the cannon is asked to write a 100-word essay and mail it to the Aspen Daily News, which will pass the entries on to Thompson's family. "Were talking 100 words, not 101. And snail mail only. No e-mails or phone calls," said Daily News associate editor Troy Hooper. The winner of the contest will have to bring the cannon to Aspen at his or her own expense and possibly...

Gunshot Wound Fells Aging Sixties Fabulist Aaron the Rantblogger has informed me, somewhat bluntly, that Hunter S. Thompson has killed himself. "Good riddance," says Aaron. I don't know if I want to be that cold. People kill themselves because they suffer so badly that they are sure that whatever surprises death may hold, it has to be more pleasant than life. At the same time, I think Thompson was a profoundly disappointing man. For all his talent, he was a monumental poser, and to my knowledge, he never said anything remotely genuine or important. And I think it's likely that...

When Thompson blew his brains out, a door closed somewhere and you could hear the latch click. The main man had gone. Most of us can easily be replaced. There was only one Hunter Thompson. I’ll heist one tonight to a fine, fine writer, a voice of his time, the embodiment of an age the like of which there never was and which, for good or bad, will never come again. The Sixties look drab now—unkempt Manson girls, the lost and unhappy, kids bleak and bleary-brained after waking up with too many strangers in too many sour crash pads. There...

DENVER - Hunter S. Thompson, the "gonzo journalist" with a penchant for drugs, guns and flamethrower prose, might have one more salvo in store for everyone: Friends and relatives want to blast his ashes out of a cannon, just as he wished. "If that's what he wanted, we'll see if we can pull it off," said historian Douglas Brinkley, a friend of Thompson's and now the family's spokesman. Thompson, who shot himself to death at his Aspen-area home Sunday at 67, said several times he wanted an artillery send-off for his remains. "There's no question, I'm sure that's what he...