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Pictures to go with the story can be found at /hst/ralph ---- "Fear and Loathing in Elko" is a short story by Hunter S. Thompson that appeared in Rolling Stone #622, January 1992. In this sad screed, our favorite gonzo journalist describes an alleged encounter with Justice Clarence Thomas, prior to his nomination and appointment to the U.S. Supreme Court. Shortly before this story's publication, Thompson was tried and acquitted on charges of sexual harassment and assault. He referred to his arrest as a "lifestyle bust." Readers can draw their own conclusions regarding the moral of this tale. Some typographical errors and omissions were inevitable. Having compromised HST's copyright protection, I expect him to pursue me like a rat across the tundra... --Fontenelle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Wild and Ugly Night With Judge Clarence Thomas...Bad Craziness in Sheep Country...Sexual Harassment Then and Now...A Nasty Christmas Flashback and a Nation of Jailers Fear and Loathing in Elko by Hunter S. Thompson from Rolling Stone #622, January 23, 1992 [Part I] Memo From the National Affairs Desk: Sexual Harassment Then and Now..The Ghost of Long Dong Thomas...The Road Full of Forks Dear Jann, God damn, I wish you were here to enjoy this beautiful weather with me. It is autumn, as you know, and things are beginning to die. It is so wonderful to be out in the crisp fall air, with the leaves turning gold and the grass turning brown, and the warmth going out of the sunlight and big hot fires in the fireplace while Buddy rakes the lawn. We see a lot of bombs on TV because we watch it a lot more, now that the days get shorter and shorter, and darkness comes so soon, and all the flowers die from freezing. Oh, God! You should have been with me yesterday when I finished my ham and eggs and knocked back some whiskey and picked up my Weatherby Mark V .300 Magnum and a ball of black Opium for dessert and went outside with a fierce kind of joy in my heart because I was Proud to be an American on a day like this. If felt like a goddamn Football Game, Jann -- it was like Paradise.... You remember that bliss you |
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