Hunter S

In true Hunter S. Thompson, gonzo journalism style, the self-proclaimed "doctor" Prematurely ended his brilliant, and somewhat celebrated life yesterday with a gunshot to his head. A man popularized in Rolling Stone, brought to the screen by both Bill Murray in Where the Buffalo Roam, and by Johnny Depp in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, an enigma, wrapped in a riddle if there ever was. I daresay he was the original brilliantlyinsane LOL.

Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas

Duke (Voice Over) :

We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers......Also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.

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Duke: Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a Highway Traffic Cop. Your normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side. This is wrong.

Duke floors the gas pedal.

Duke: It arouses contempt in the cop heart.

The speedometer climbs steadily

Duke: Make the bastard chase you. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker signal that says you're about to turn right.

Duke signals right. The red shark screams along at 120 mph.

Duke: This is to let him know you are looking for a proper place to pull over and talk.

An exit off ramp. Maximum speed 25 mph.
Duke hits the brakes. The cop hits the brakes.

Duke: It will take him a moment to realize he is about to make a 180 degree turn at speed... But you will be ready for it, braced for the G's, the fast heel-toe work.

The patrol car spins and fishtails out of control.



See you when I see you.
Baron