In death, as in life, Hunter S. Thompson continues to exemplify, glorify and, I fear, popularize everything that we as a society have tried to eradicate. His career was spawned by luridly detailed accounts of lurching through life in an alcoholic stupor, sobering up only long enough to partake in brain-twisting acid trips and drug binges that should have left him in a coma. It's a wonder he found time to skewer the prominent politicians of his day with the tireless ranting and scathing wit for which he will forever be remembered. Now, as Hunter's generation looks back on the...
