Dr. Duke Gonzo

Whatever the hell we want.

[Dr. Duke Gonzo @ChristopheAJ]

@isaacrrr7 He was described as saying "No" to the tiger at least 5 times, judging from the hand signal here, he may have been exclaiming "No!" To the tiger in an attempt to prevent any harm to himself primarily and the tiger potentially

[Dr. Duke Gonzo @ChristopheAJ]

@gregunlimited @scubaryan_ He disrespects the people he collabs with for "content" people don't want to work with a guy who wants to behave like that

[Buitengebieden @buitengebieden]

😊

[Dave Portnoy @stoolpresidente]

Bad news for @SStricklandMMA Miss Peaches didn't die this weekend like he was rooting for. Sucks for you Sean. Dogs>Humans

[Owen Jones @owenjonesjourno]

This is the deputy speaker of the Knesset, Israel’s parliament.

Rarely in history has a genocide been so loudly and proudly confessed by its perpetrators.

And those who’ve failed to speak out will deserve being damned for eternity by history.

[Dr. Duke Gonzo @ChristopheAJ]

The kind of shot we all dream of making

[internet hall of fame @InternetH0F]

apparently rock does beat paper

[Creepy.org @creepydotorg]

Dortmund, Germany.

[no context memes @nocontextmemes]

NO WAY

[non aesthetic things @PicturesFoIder]

The largest and the most populated city on earth, Tokyo, Japan

[Theo Von @TheoVon]

Fuck paper straws. They are the dumbest thing ive ever seen. Trying to drink liquid through a piece of paper is dumb as fuck.

[Dr. Hunter S. Thompson @GonzoVice]

The History of Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream …

Part Four -

And again, yes, we seem to be rambling—so perhaps I should close this off.

The only other important thing to be said about Fear & Loathing at this time is that it was fun to write, and that’s rare—for me, at least, because I’ve always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it’s a bit like fucking, which is only fun for amateurs. Old whores don’t do much giggling.

Nothing is fun when you have to do it —over & over, again & again—or else you’ll be evicted, and that gets old. So it’s a rare goddamn trip for a locked-in, rent-paying writer to get into a gig that, even in retrospect, was a kinghell, highlife fuckaround from start to finish … and then to actually get paid for writing this kind of manic gibberish seems genuinely weird; like getting paid for kicking Agnew in the balls.

So maybe there’s hope. Or maybe I’m going mad. These are not easy things to be sure of, either way … and in the meantime we have this failed experiment in Gonzo Journalism, the certain truth of which will never be established. That much is definite. Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas will have to be chalked off as a frenzied experiment, a fine idea that went crazy about halfway through … a victim of its own conceptual schizophrenia, caught & finally crippled in that vain, academic limbo between “journalism” & “fiction.” And then hoist on its own petard of multiple felonies and enough flat-out crime to put anybody who’d admit to this kind of stinking behavior in the Nevada State Prison until 1984.

So now, in closing, I want to thank everybody who helped me put this happy work of fiction together. Names are not necessary here; they know who they are—and in this foul era of Nixon, that knowledge and private laughter is probably the best we can hope for. The line between martyrdom and stupidity depends on a certain kind of tension in the body politic—but that line disappeared, in America, at the trial of the “Chicago 7/8,” and there is no point in kidding ourselves, now, about Who Has the Power.

In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upward-mobile—and the rest of us are fucked until we can put our acts together: Not necessarily to Win, but mainly to keep from Losing Completely. We owe that to ourselves and our crippled self-image as something better than a nation of panicked sheep … but we owe it especially to our children, who will have to live with our loss and all its long-term consequences. I don’t want my son asking me, in 1984, why his friends are calling me a “Good German.”

Which gets down to a final point about Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas. I have called it, only half sarcastically, “a vile epitaph for the Drug Culture of the Sixties,” and I think it is. This whole twisted saga is a sort of Atavistic Endeavor, a dream-trip into the past—however recent—that was only half successful. I think we both understood, all along, that we were running a hell of a risk by laying a sixties trip on Las Vegas in 1971 … and that neither one of us would ever pass this way again.

So we pushed it as far as we could, and we survived—which means something, I guess, but not much beyond a good story … and now, having done it, written it, and humping a reluctant salute to that decade that started so high and then went so brutally sour, I don’t see much choice but to lash down the screws and get on with what has to be done. Either that or do nothing at all—fall back on the Good German, Panicked Sheep syndrome, and I don’t think I’m ready for that. At least not right now.

Because it was nice to be loose and crazy with a good credit card in a time when it was possible to run totally wild in Las Vegas and then get paid for writing a book about it … and it occurs to me that I probably just made it, just under the wire and the deadline. Nobody will dare admit this kind of behavior in print if Nixon wins again in ’72.

[Historic Vids @historyinmemes]

The haunting sound that Roman soldiers would have heard from their Celtic enemies before battle was produced by the Celtic Carnyx. This ancient wind instrument was used by the Celts during the period from 300 B.C. to 200 A.D.

According to the Greek historian Polybius, the Carnyx was employed in warfare to rouse troops to battle and to strike fear into the hearts of their opponents. Due to its significant height, the instrument's sounds could carry over the heads of those engaged in battles or ceremonies.

[Frankie Boyle Updates @frankieboyle]

Israel could say that hospital got blown up by a dragon and the British press would run with it

[Frankie Boyle Updates @frankieboyle]

In a rational world, Britain would be asking for the blockade on Gaza to be lifted and these ships would be taking food and medical supplies to a disaster zone

[Science girl @sciencegirl]

This watch is constructed using Vantablack, a material that absorbs an astounding 99.96% of visible light, rendering it virtually invisible when placed against a dark backdrop.

[Science girl @sciencegirl]

An alpaca walks into a restaurant in Hangzhou. No idea why...

[History Defined @historydefined]

The original patent from 1891 for a toilet paper roll actually shows the correct rolling direction.