Huge balls till the end

Reports are that Hunter Thompson was suffering chronic pain from back and hip operations and starting to have trouble walking when he shot himself at age 67. He once ran a campaign for sheriff in Aspen, CO. in which his platform was simple but a little new: say exactly what he thought and what he was going to do. One hallmark of Hunter's writing was that he didn't care who he offended, least of all politicians, as the NYT obituary notes. RIP Hunter Thompson, truth-teller.

Excerpt from Thompson's "Kingdom of Fear, Loathsome Secrets of a Star-Crossed Child in the Final Days of the American Century":

"See you tomorrow, folks. You haven't heard the last of me. I am the one who speaks for the spirit of freedom and decency in you. Shit. Somebody has to do it. We have become a Nazi monster in the eyes of the whole world, a nation of bullies and bastards who would rather kill than live peacefully. We are not just Whores for power and oil, but killer whores with hate and fear in our hearts. We are human scum, and that is how history will judge us . . . No redeeming social value. Just whores. Get out of our way, or we'll kill you...Who does vote for these dishonest shitheads? Who among us can be happy and proud of having all this innocent blood on our hands? Who are these swine? These flag-sucking half-wits who get fleeced and fooled by stupid little rich kids like George Bush? They are the same ones who wanted to have Muhammad Ali locked up for refusing to kill gooks. They speak for all that is cruel and stupid and vicious in the American character. They are the racists and hate mongers among us they are the Ku Klux Klan. I piss down the throats of these Nazis. And I am too old to worry about whether they like it or not. Fuck them."