Hunter S. Thompson: An Insider's View of Deranged, Depraved, Drugged Out Brilliance

Hunter S. Thompson: An Insider's View of Deranged, Depraved, Drugged Out Brilliance

by Jay Cowan
     
 

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From military sportswriter to roving correspondent for the National Observer, from quasi Hell’s Angel to counterculture author and gonzo journalist, Hunter S. Thompson led a life of legend. Hunter S. Thompson: The Glory Years tells the remarkable insider’s story.See more details below

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From military sportswriter to roving correspondent for the National Observer, from quasi Hell’s Angel to counterculture author and gonzo journalist, Hunter S. Thompson led a life of legend. Hunter S. Thompson: The Glory Years tells the remarkable insider’s story.

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"This is by far the most thought-provoking and honest look at the late outlaw journalist…HUNTER S. THOMPSON is the most cohesive and comprehensive text yet to be written and is well worth the hours."—Steve Rosen, CurledUp.com "Imagine Hunter Thompson as your landlord . . . as your next door neighbor. Jay Cowan spent several years living just a few yards away from Hunter and lived to tell this tale. With insight and grace, he shows us what Hunter S. Thompson was like off-stage. He also shows how this much-misunderstood man was underestimated as a craftsman. This book brims with madness and affection, not to mention fear and loathing. All gonzo fans will treasure this monumentally entertaining story."—William Mckeen, Author, Outlaw Journalist: The Life and Times of Hunter S.Thompson"Just like he loved Hunter, Warren Zevon would have loved this book." —Crystal Zevon

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781599219691
Publisher:
Rowman & Littlefield Publishers, Inc.
Publication date:
01/26/2010
Edition description:
First Edition
Pages:
256
Sales rank:
1,322,740
Product dimensions:
5.60(w) x 8.70(h) x 0.90(d)

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An Excerpt There were also occasions when Hunter sent a round or two my way, just across his driveway. It was always very late, or very early, after multiday binges and when women were involved. But the closest he came to actually doing me harm was all in the name of education. . . . One time I had the music on, it was getting into the shank of the evening, and I brought out a new .45 caliber semiautomatic pistol to show him. But I made the mistake of handing it to him loaded, and he proceeded to give me a primer on proper gun handling. . . . “Always clear the chamber before you give it to someone,” which he did, ejecting a bullet, “and pop the clip,” which he also did. “Then you’re not handing some crazy f—er a loaded gun.” He grinned knowingly.

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