Monday, February 21, 2005

The Death of The Duke and the End of an Era

As you will all no doubt quickly learn, Hunter S. Thompson committed suicide last night. All I can do is express my sorrow. Thompson was a fount of creativity and restless energy as well as a champion of the far left. He was very outspoken and proactive about politics and injustice. Even in you disagreed with his stance on a subject, you had to admit that his methods were extremely effective and his voice was always heard. He was a unique man, but I think he could describe himself better than anyone: "There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die." - Raoul Duke watching Dr. Gonzo leave in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

He will be missed.

4 comments:

Jason B said...

I personally couldn't get through his prose - it hit a little too close to home and I feared for my own sanity safety. I've got a Harry Dean Stanton reading of Fear and Loathing that I like to mix into drum n bass, and the Depp/Gilliam movie adaptation is wondrous.

I kinda wonder at his actions here - I'd a figured he'd be the last to go, like the journalistic equivalent of Keith Richards, so pumped full of chemicals that he was a mutant incapable of being killed. Except by himself apparently.

Anonymous said...

The truth comes out...

Suicide Ruled Out In Raoul Duke Murder

DENVER - New video evidence has surfaced in the appropriately bizarre death of Raoul Duke in his home yesterday. The security tape has footage of a frenzied Duke attempting to fight off a break-in from huge bats and drug-crazed dinosaurs with only a fly-swatter and hunting rifle.

During the brutal scene, the Duke taunted the animals with accusations of being Nazi's and Republican sympathizers. At one point, he accused the hairiest fiend of being a reincarnation of Richard Nixon. The accusation struck an emotional nerve in the beast and the violent bastard swung his tale wildly, knocking the gun loose and causing the firearm to discharge into The Duke.

The Duke is then heard mumbling something about an unpaid hotel bill in Vegas, numerous credit card debts, a virgin painter named Lucy, and a pet ape he wished to purchase. Watching this doctor of jounalism reduced to indecipherable gibberish is truly sad for any soul that knew him.

The drunken beasts were seen leaving The Duke's residence in a white convertible with a broken retractable roof while huffing a substance thought to be ether. Any information regarding these evil beasts is appreciated.

Hunter S. Thompson

Lillian said...

I knew that Lucy, she weren't never up to any good.

Lillian said...

There's this:

http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=525991http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=525991