I'm not sure why, but this actually makes me feel a little better about the whole thing. In any case, I have a much easier time seeing him go out like this than I would watching him turn into a shriveled up shell of the Great Man he once was. The Good Doctor spoke often of the Book of Revelations and was known to discuss Hemingway's suicide at length. His penchant for death with a flair is well documented. While I am still saddened by the loss, in some way I can actually understand and accept it under the circumstances. I would not have wanted to see him crippled and vegetative, nodding off and drooling on himself, while a team of aides doddered around him with wet naps, fresh diapers and jars of Gerber.
That is no way for a legend to go out.
I hate suicide, but I'm comforted to know that Mr. Duke went out on his own terms.
"The illusion of peace and contentment was not enough for him," Thompson wrote. "So, finally, and for what he must have thought the best of reasons, he ended it with a shotgun."
--HST, "What Drew Hemingway to Ketchum?"
Thompson Probably Planned Suicide
DENVER Feb 23, 2005 Journalist Hunter S. Thompson did not take his life "in a moment of haste or anger or despondency" and probably planned his suicide well in advance because of his declining health, the family's spokesman said Wednesday.
Douglas Brinkley, a historian and author who edited some of Thompson's work, said the founder of "gonzo" journalism shot himself Sunday night after weeks of pain from a host of physical problems that included a broken leg and a hip replacement.
"I think he made a conscious decision that he had an incredible run of 67 years, lived the way he wanted to, and wasn't going to suffer the indignities of old age," Brinkley said in a telephone interview from Aspen. "He was not going to let anybody dictate how he was going to die."
Thompson, famous for the book "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" and other works of New Journalism, spent an intimate weekend with his family, the spokesman said. His son, Juan, daughter-in-law, Jennifer, and young grandson, William, were visiting from Denver.
"He was trying to really bond and be close to the family" before his suicide, Brinkley said. "This was not just an act of irrationality. It was a very pre-planned act."
Family members had no hint that Thompson planned to take his own life, Brinkley said, and he did not leave a note. "There was no farewell salutation," he said.
Brinkley said Thompson's son and grandson were the only other people in the home at the time of the shooting. Juan Thompson said he heard a noise that sounded like a book hitting the floor, ran to the kitchen and found his father dead, Brinkley said.
Thompson's wife of two years, Anita, was at a health club.
The family is looking into whether Thompson's cremated remains can be blasted out of a cannon, a wish the gun-loving writer often expressed, Brinkley said.
"The optimal, best-case scenario is the ashes will be shot out of a cannon," he said.
Other arrangements were pending.
Sales of "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" and other Thompson favorites have soared since his death. "Fear and Loathing" was No. 15 on Amazon.com as of Wednesday and publisher Vintage Books has ordered a "significant" reprinting.
That is no way for a legend to go out.
I hate suicide, but I'm comforted to know that Mr. Duke went out on his own terms.
"The illusion of peace and contentment was not enough for him," Thompson wrote. "So, finally, and for what he must have thought the best of reasons, he ended it with a shotgun."
--HST, "What Drew Hemingway to Ketchum?"
Thompson Probably Planned Suicide
DENVER Feb 23, 2005 Journalist Hunter S. Thompson did not take his life "in a moment of haste or anger or despondency" and probably planned his suicide well in advance because of his declining health, the family's spokesman said Wednesday.
Douglas Brinkley, a historian and author who edited some of Thompson's work, said the founder of "gonzo" journalism shot himself Sunday night after weeks of pain from a host of physical problems that included a broken leg and a hip replacement.
"I think he made a conscious decision that he had an incredible run of 67 years, lived the way he wanted to, and wasn't going to suffer the indignities of old age," Brinkley said in a telephone interview from Aspen. "He was not going to let anybody dictate how he was going to die."
Thompson, famous for the book "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" and other works of New Journalism, spent an intimate weekend with his family, the spokesman said. His son, Juan, daughter-in-law, Jennifer, and young grandson, William, were visiting from Denver.
"He was trying to really bond and be close to the family" before his suicide, Brinkley said. "This was not just an act of irrationality. It was a very pre-planned act."
Family members had no hint that Thompson planned to take his own life, Brinkley said, and he did not leave a note. "There was no farewell salutation," he said.
Brinkley said Thompson's son and grandson were the only other people in the home at the time of the shooting. Juan Thompson said he heard a noise that sounded like a book hitting the floor, ran to the kitchen and found his father dead, Brinkley said.
Thompson's wife of two years, Anita, was at a health club.
The family is looking into whether Thompson's cremated remains can be blasted out of a cannon, a wish the gun-loving writer often expressed, Brinkley said.
"The optimal, best-case scenario is the ashes will be shot out of a cannon," he said.
Other arrangements were pending.
Sales of "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" and other Thompson favorites have soared since his death. "Fear and Loathing" was No. 15 on Amazon.com as of Wednesday and publisher Vintage Books has ordered a "significant" reprinting.
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nyghtwish:
I think it's great he went out on his own terms...but he had family visiting for crying out loud! A young grandson and everything. I don't know, I have mixed feelings.
magilla:
Great. Now his family can wonder what they did wrong that made him not love them enough to want to stay alive. It's the cowards way out, and always despicable. 