Strange Rumblings In Colorado
Today marks the appropriately elaborate send-off for Hunter S. Thompson. The late writer’s ashes are to be fired from a gigantic cannon modelled on the Gonzo fist. I only hope Norman Mailer doesn’t feel obliged to try and top this.
(As the media descends upon them, it sounds like the residents of Woody Creek are taking the exposure in stride. Best quote:
If you want to print the fact that neighbo[u]rs are shooting at paparazzi, please do. It might save us a little hassle on the day of the event.
In a similar vein, from the Times’ coverage, an unidentified local says:
I never liked the man, thought he was a hippie through and through, but I dont like all the gawping visitors either.
Careful on that pilgrimage, folks.)
UPDATE: Balls. After spending a futile five minutes coming up with an obscure HST piece to reference, I see the one I should have used.
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