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As you were, I was. As I am, you will be.
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philosophy
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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c316f5d
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Politics is the Art of Controlling Your Enviroment.
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politics
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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fbaefdc
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right' i said. 'but first, we need the car. and after that, the cocaine. and then the tape recorder, for special music, and some acapulco shirts.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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ed4a0ed
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Whatever he might have denied me was unimportant; it was the fact that he could deny me anything at all, even what I didn't want
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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There is a huge body of evidence to support the notion that me and the police were put on this earth to do extremely different things and never to mingle professionally with each other, except at official functions, when we all wear ties and drink heavily and whoop it up like the natural, good-humored wild boys that we know in our hearts that we are..These occasions are rare, but they happen -- despite the forked tongue of fate that has put..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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8c89d01
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We'd be fools not to ride this strange torpedo all the way out to the end.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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86741c2
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No cop was ever born who isn't a sucker for a finely-executed hi-speed Controlled Drift all the way around one of those clover-leaf freeway interchanges. Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. Your normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side when he sees the big red light behind him... and then we will start apologizing begging for mercy. This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop-..
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I don't mean to say that I'm about to state my credo here on this page, but merely to affirm, sincerely for the first time in my life, my belief in man as an individual and independent entity. Certainly not independence in the everyday sense of the word, but pertaining to a freedom and mobility of thought that few people are able - or even have the courage - to achieve.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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How long can we maintain? I wonder. How long before one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family. Will he make that grim connection..
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gonzo-journalism
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He wandered into the Newsroom and asked for a job the same way he'd walk into a barbershop and ask for a haircut, and with no more idea of being turned down.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Old God sure was in a good mood when he made this place.
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towns
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ec0116a
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There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda. . . . You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. . . . And that, I think, was the handle--that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn't need that. Our ener..
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In the meantime, I would drink, rest, and ponder the meaning of this mob.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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No doubt they all Got What Was Coming To Them. All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding for three bucks a hit. But their loss and failure is ours too. What Leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole life-style that he helped create...a generation of permanent cripples failed seekers who never understood the essential old-mystic fallacy of the Acid Culture: the desperate as..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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A little bit of this town goes a very long way. After five days in Vegas you feel like you've been here for five years.
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vegas
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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There is something fresh and crisp about the first hours of a Caribbean day, a happy anticipation that something is about to happen, maybe just up the street or around the next corner.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Why did she have to happen? Just when I was doing so good without her.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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2f4a725
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Live steady. Don't fuck around. Give anything weird a wide berth--including people. It's not worth it. I learned this the hard way, through brutal overindulgence.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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I had come to regard him as a loner with no real past and a future so vague that there was no sense talking about it.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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But I knew it was pure masturbation, because down in my gut I wanted nothing more than a clean bed and a bright room and something solid to call my own at least until I got tired of it. There was an awful suspicion in my mind that I'd finally gone over the hump, and the worst thing about it was that I didn't feel tragic at all, but only weary, and sort of comfortably detatched.
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maturity
stability
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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90a0151
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I felt like a monster reincarnation of Horatio Alger: A man on the move, and just sick enough to be totally confident.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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But after a while you learn to cope with things like seeing your dead grandmother crawling up your leg with a knife in her teeth. Most acid fanciers can handle this sort of thing.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Though I was careful never to mention it, I began to see a new dimension in everything that happened.
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visionary
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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a778610
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Fuck the Pope
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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f4f3f68
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This is the main advantage of ether: it makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel... total loss of all basic motor skills: Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue - severance of all connection between the body and the brain. Which is interesting, because the brain continues to function more or less normally... you can actually watch yourself behaving in the terrible way, but you can't control it.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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dfc0524
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And in fact the only way I can deal with this eerie situation at all is to make a conscious decision that I have already lived and finished the life I planned to live - and everything from now on will be A New Life, a different thing, a gig that ends tonight and starts tomorrow morning.
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endings
life
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Indeed ... but no sand this time, so the lever goes up into fourth, and now there's no sound except wind. Screw it all the way over, reach through the handlebars to raise the headlight beam, the needle leans down on a hundred, and wind-burned eyeballs strain to see down the centerline, trying to provide a margin for the reflexes. But with the throttle screwed on there is only the barest margin, and no room at all for mistakes. It has to be ..
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lsd
motorcycles
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History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time--and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened."
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generation
history
the-wave
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Nonetheless, I felt like I knew him well enough so that we did not have to do much talking. From the very beginning I had felt a definite contact with Yeoman, a kind of tenuous understanding that talk is pretty cheap in this league and that a man who knew what he was after had damn little time to find it, much less to sit back and explain himself.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Every now and then you run up on one of those days when everything's in vain ... a stone bummer from start to finish; and if you know what's good for you, on days like these you sort of hunker down in a safe corner and watch.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Things are no longer what they seem to be. My telephones are haunted, and animals whisper at me from unseen places.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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How low do you have to stoop in this country to be President?
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Not much of what he said was original. What made him unique was the fact that he had no sense of detachment at all. He was like the fanatical football fan who runs onto the field and tackles a player. He saw life as the Big Game, and the whole of mankind was divided into two teams -- Sala's Boys, and The Others. The stakes were fantastic and every play was vital -- and although he watched with a nearly obsessive interest, he was very much t..
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Just the other day the AP wire had a story about a man from Arkansas who entered some kind of contest and won a two-week vacation--all expenses paid--wherever he wanted to go. Any place in the world: Mongolia, Easter Island, the Turkish Riviera . . . but his choice was Salt Lake City, and that's where he went. Is this man a registered voter? Has he come to grips with the issues? Has he bathed in the blood of the lamb?
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democracy
salt-lake-city
utah
voting
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The mind of America is seized by a fatal dry rot - and it's only a question of time before all that the mind controls will run amuck in a frenzy of stupid impotent fear. (In a letter dated 9-26-58)
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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ee6a36b
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There is not much mental distance between a feeling of having been screwed and the ethic of total retaliation, or at least the kind of random revenge that comes with outraging the public decency.
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philosophy
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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461a814
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There's a lot of things wrong with this country, but one of the few things still right with it is that a man can steer clear of the organized bullshit if he really wants to. It's a goddamned luxury, and if I were you, I'd take advantage of it while you can.
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america
independence
self
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One of the worst incidents of that era caused no complaints at all: this was a sort of good-natured firepower demonstration, which occured one Sunday morning about three-thirty. For reasons that were never made clear, I blew out my back windows with five blasts of a 12 gauge shotgun, followed moments later by six rounds from a .44 Magnum. It was a prolonged outburst of heavy firing, drunken laughter, and crashing glass. Yet the neighbors re..
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Reality itself is too twisted.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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I was asleep when our plane hit the runway, but the jolt brought me instantly awake. I looked out the window and saw the Rocky Mountains. What the fuck was I doing here? I wondered. It made no sense at all. I decided to call my attorney as soon as possible. Have him wire me some money to buy a huge albino Doberman. Denver is a national clearing house for stolen Dobermans; they come from all parts of the country.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Autumn is always a time of Fear and Greed and Hoarding for the winter coming on. Debt collectors are active on old people and fleece the weak and helpless. They want to lay in enough cash to weather the known horrors of January and February. There is always a rash of kidnapping and abductions of schoolchildren in the football months. Preteens of both sexes are traditionally seized and grabbed off the streets by gangs of organized perverts w..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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There is nothing worse than a man in the throws of an ether bender.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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b0f6c79
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Shoot the pasties off the nipples of a ten-foot bull-dyke and win a cotton-candy goat.
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Hunter S. Thompson |