farewell doctor. no more bats.

The world is poorer for the loss of Hunter S. Thompson. The original gonzo, the link between Hemmingway and Kerouac. Despite his verified arsehole-ness, despite his temper and mood swings, he won friends and admirers across the board.

As a fitting tribute, here is his eulogy of Nixon.
_{[http://www.counterpunch.org/thompson02212005.html]}

Right about now, he's re aquanting himself with a Samoan lawyer, and getting ready to road trip across the clouds, tripping on Jesus juice and angel dust.