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Too Dead For Dreaming ...02/23/2005 07:44:35 pm

So Hunter S. Thompson is dead. And his desire was for his remains to be blasted out of a cannon. Though not every news source is reporting it, apparently an element of that last wish was that Mr. Tambourine Man should be playing as his ashes get blown to the sky.

I do not question the poetry of it all, but I do note a shared trait of most of the stories on his suicide. It is that thing which they all in common lack: any hint of surprise. A 67 year old man, well regarded by his peers, believed by many to have talent in abundance, decided to put a shotgun to his head and pull the trigger. Is it not worthy of any question? The initial stories, in particular, reported the news like they would report anyone else's death from a long illness. I know Thompson's reputation, but still, is it such a given that a human being should kill himself?

From today's ABC story, a quote from someone who worked with Thompson, namely Douglas Brinkley:

"I think he made a conscious decision that he had an incredible run of 67 years, lived the way he wanted to, and wasn't going to suffer the indignities of old age," Brinkley said in a telephone interview from Aspen. "He was not going to let anybody dictate how he was going to die."

No one except himself, that is. A man decides that he cannot live even one more day. Tomorrow will bring no new twists, no new possibilities, no further potential for anything of value, not pleasure nor hope, nor any good at all.

He had been married for all of two years to a woman named Anita. He had children and grandchildren.

Raise the shotgun; pull the trigger. Hooray for Hunter, everyone seems to say. Going out on his own terms. Blood and bone scattered in a room, for his son and grandson to discover.

Hooray for Hunter.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

 

Addendum: It is now being reported that his weapon of choice was a 45-caliber handgun, not a shotgun as previously stated in the press. His widow's tolerant and kind comments about Hunter in the linked piece speak very well ... of her.


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