football season is over.

“… two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls.” (Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas)

…and that’s exactly what Hunter S. Thompson and his writing were: one never sober (but always damn brilliant) montagne russe. He hated to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for him. In fact, he once even said that if you’re going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you’re going to be locked up. And he certainly did get paid for his brilliant insanity.

(Next to Tom Wolfe, Gay Talese, Norman Mailer, Truman Capote) Hunter S. Thompson is one of my favourite journalists/writers. As you well know, he is credited as the creator of Gonzo journalism, a style of writing similar to  a trip through a journalistic fun house, where you didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t. You knew you had better learn enough about the subject at hand to know when the riff began and reality ended. Hunter was a stickler for numbers, for details like gross weight and model numbers, for lyrics and caliber, and there was no faking it. Of course, he is known also for his love of firearms; his long-standing hatred of Richard Nixon; and his iconoclastic contempt for authoritarianism.

“So why did you remember him just now?”, you’ll ask. Truth be told, I don’t know. Maybe because I saw around his “Hell’s Angels”, an angry, fascinating and excitedly written book, that crackles like motorcycle exhaust. Or maybe I remembered him just because he died more or less about  6 years ago, in February. His legend ended with a Smith&Wesson, along with these words:

“Football season is over. No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won’t hurt.”

His ex-wife used to say that he was born with an incredible talent and with a hyper-brilliant mind, but also with a “tormented soul”. What did she mean? Well, I don’t really know.  All I know is that he was one incredible talented writer who – in the end – just couldn’t take the fact that “the football season” was over. And “if you wonder if he’s gone to Heaven or Hell, rest assured he will check out them both, find out which one Richard Milhous Nixon went to — and go there. He could never stand being bored. But there must be Football too — and Peacocks…”  (Ralph Steadman)

And now please allow me to go back to my vacation. (;

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  1. this is a cool post. I read Hells Angels long ago and loved it. Still sits on my book shelf at home. Sadly, that’s all I’ve read of his. I’ll make a mental note to read another one… so… which do you suggest?

    • everything he wrote after “Hell’s Angels”, “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” and “Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’72” should have never been written. i think this answers your question.🙂

      “The Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Streamline Baby”s author is also interesting. Tom Wolfe. anyway, the creators of the new journalism are all talented/sparky writers and Wolfe is no exception.

      • maybe it’s time I finally read “Fear the Loathing in Las Vegas” then. As for Tom Wolfe, I forgot to mention that I had read The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. And I’ve always enjoyed The Right Stuff movie. I guess I need to catch up on both of these journalists/authors!

      • why are you into wolfe and thompson?
        you should know only about capote, the group’s most popular kid.😀

        oh. did i mention… ? îmi pare rău = i’m sorry.

  2. subject matter perhaps? sadly the only thing i really know about capote is that Philip Seymour Hoffman played him in a movie (which I didn’t see.) :-O

    I know, i know. i’m far from perfect.😦

    • capote is damn fascinating. i had to read “in cold blood” for school. and that was the first spark.
      short example of why he is fascinating: he spent six years working on this book, interviewing local people and investigators. oh. and every page of the book hides thousands of pages of notes. he also interviewed the two cold blood killers and there were voices saying he fell in love with one of the killers. anyway. a very dry and fascinating style of writing.🙂

    • pppppppppps:

      and this is written by one of my (very, very few) fav. romanian journalists. he’s damn brilliant, talented and funny. many times i’ve discovered myself thinking that his sharp feature stories and interviews are inspired by capote’s style. pitty that the book is in romanian.🙂 and even if i loved it so madly… i gave it away as a present. i don’t have it anymore.🙂 how crazy is that?

      • sometimes when you love something so much you can’t help but give it away. Some of my favorite books, comic books, and movies have left my hands that way. Where they ended up eventually, who knows. But maybe somebody out there is loving it just as much.

        “îmi pare rău = i’m sorry”

        I figured that out. 🙂

      • wonderfully said.🙂

        “I know, i know. i’m far from perfect.”
        of course. only britney is perfect.😉

  3. you really had be going with the whole britney/rihanna/bieber/dolls/backstreet thing. LOL.

    • as i’ve already said… not that i’d care.😀
      okay… okay… this time i’m just kidding.😛
      p.s.:
      fortunately, not all europeans are so &^!*~ like me.😀
      they are all very nice and very lovely people.
      there. europe’s honour has been restablished.
      hurray…

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