May he find peace |

May he find peace

Dear Editor: In the end, there was too much fear and loathing even for the inimitable Dr. Thompson to bear. He was Woody Creek’s most famous citizen, Aspen’s most noteworthy author, America’s most “gonzo” journalist, but now he’s simply gone, so …His rapier wit could filet any story, could transform a death-wish bender into three days of the three stooges, and lay bare the arcing wires of his own tortured soul, all the while doubling us over in laughter and reminding us how wonderful the art of language is. The bold license exemplified in his work has even granted other, lesser literati the grammatical grace to end a sentence with a preposition.One did not have to agree with him to appreciate him but always some common ground could be found. Riding with the Hell’s Angels or speeding to Las Vegas with the top down; talking football with Nixon in New Hampshire on the Campaign Trail, or talking the politics of football at the Super Bowl, he guided us past the twisted wreckage of his own psyche, illuminating the vanities and the inanities that overpopulate our daily existences – and he got paid for it!I lived a few miles down the road from him back in the late ’60s and into the ’70s, and frequently passed by his place on my way to Lenado. I fondly recollect the time he ran for sheriff of Pitkin County. His campaign button was a fist clutching a peyote button. Aspen was, even then, a liberal oasis but that was way too much! He insisted that his candidacy was serious, but he must have known that his choices for a campaign logo and platform would seal his political fate even before he bothered to file the papers. Somehow this prescient moment shines, beaconlike, into the heart of the mystery that was Hunter Thompson. He never intended to win. He only wanted to play. When his sodden soul could no longer take the pain of his life-long party, he took his life at last; the concluding chapter in a long process of slow-motion suicide, the only fitting way a tormented author could end a life of fear and loathing.May he find peace.Ron CurryOrangevale, Calif.

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