Hunter S. RIP

when the going gets weird
the weird turn pro
but when the going stays weird
the weird choose to go

Hunter (as "Harris form the Post"):
You know I was never really frightened by the bopheads and
the potheads with their silliness never really frightened me either, but
these goddam screwheads, they terrify me. And the poor doomed, the
young, and the silly, the honest, the weak, the Italians... they're
doomed, they're lost, they're helpless, they're somebody else's meal,
they're like pigs in the wilderness.

Come here Harris, come here. (pause) Fuck the doomed.

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