Hunter S. Thompson and McGovern, 1972, Annie Leibovitz
Annie Liebowitz in her book At Work, says that:
Hunter sweated a lot. When he wasn’t sweating he was screaming that we wasn’t sweating and he thought he was dying.
Hunter S. Thompson exhaling lighter fluid at Jann Wenner, at Wenner's New York home . Annie Liebovitz 1976, Contact Press Images
Hunter S. Thompson, Annie Liebovitz 1972
From the Washington Post, the note Thompson sent to his wife four days before his suicide:
“No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won’t hurt.”
With a sort of cryptic, ironic, metaphorical hilarity, he took a black marker and titled the note: “Football Season Is Over.”
Self Portrait, After Beating by Hell's Angels, circa 1960s, M + B Gallery, West Hollywood
Dammit, Hunter. Just dammit.
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