Hunter S. Thompson has committed suicide at his home in Colorado. He was only 67. The head honcho and inventor of gonzo journalism is gone.
“Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” has got to be one of the finest, wildest and funniest books ever written. It’s really sad that he wasn’t up to crucifying the Bush-Rumsfeld dynasty in his last years. Bearing in mind his wonderful invective on Nixon, it would have been worth the trip. So to speak.