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Just watched the collector's edition of Fear and Loathing with the Hunter Thompson commentary track. What a crazy fucker, eh?!? Completely brilliant in a twisted sort of way. A boisterous, blustering bull in the china shop that is American culture. I was sad on the day that I found out he had shot himself. I was enjoying the poshness of a Holiday Inn in Lexington, KY when I saw the story and it just floored me. I read the article, hoping that it was not true... that he had not fallen victim to some evil plot to put him a life sucking depression that could only end with a shotgun in his mouth. The more I read, however, the more I was convinced that he had left this world in the same way he lived in this world: on his own terms...uncompromising...taking his own life because he refused to live any longer at the mercy of his illness. He bought his ticket, he took his ride... and sucked us along in his wake as we desperately tried to keep our heads above the surface.