Saturday, April 4, 2009

My Hunter S. Thompson Relapse Fantasy



Here is the latest Proof essay from The New York Times. Excerpt below:

I was and am a Thompson fan. Perhaps because his addictions and his prose were so entwined and so visceral. Perhaps because he was writing during a time I always wished I had come of age in. And so, for several long days, I obsessed over what avenues I might have taken in life to put me in a position to meet Hunter S. Thompson and have him read to me from an original Rolling Stone magazine while at Owl Farm. I even realized that — ha! — the night in question was almost a year before I quit drugs and alcohol. As if the fantasy could now be guilt-free. As if now, should time travel suddenly exist and should I be able to become my friend for a night, I’d be good to go.

And I can imagine it so well! While Thompson tells me about the Vegas articles, he hands me some patented cocktail of substances; maybe I demur at first, but then he says, “Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals—and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.”
To read the whole essay, click here.

6 comments:

  1. Personally, I enjoyed your essay: Though I am curious of your (published) feelings, as a writer, towards something like a lost ship
    left behind ?

    Unto atmos, or ether
    please;

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  2. hi, i just wanted to say that i really was moved by the writing of these pieces in the Proof series, not only because of the subject matter, but due to the way it makes me wish for logic like the authors.

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  3. just read all your articles on the nyt. wonderful, candid, connected and pure. thank you. xok

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  4. Sacha,
    Reading you makes me hopeful I can quit drinking.
    Thanks.

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  5. Hey Sacha-

    Great piece - I enjoyed reading it immensely. I can also completely relate - after almost 13 years of continual sobriety, for which I am eternally grateful, the idea of smoking a joint with Steve Howe, the guitarist from the prog rock group Yes, still appeals to me. Alas, during the Christmas holidays, I was standing face to face with Howe. I am happy to say that in our brief conversation, "getting baked" never entered into the equation......

    Keep up the great work, and let's stay sober today........

    Warm Regards-

    Jay W
    Bangkok, Thailand

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