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HUNTED

Hunter Thompson killed himself this weekend.

It seems inevitable. He was a prolific ranter and raver. He had a love affair with guns, booze, drugs, and an outrageous life style.

Those things will kill you if you intersect the heaviest lines of each. You get a wipeout.

Talk about fear and loathing. I loved his writing and looked forward to it for quite a while. Then it got paranoid and crazy past the point of endurance.

It is the end of an era.

Well, the era ended a while ago and Hunter got stuck in it I guess.

Another sad goodbye from the time warp.