In memory of The Good Doctor
I arrived to work this morning at 10-till 8:00 a.m. One of the first websites I visit every time I open my browser is The Huffington Post. I am especially impressed with this outlet because of their all-star lineup of columnists, such as Larry David and John Cusack, to name two of the better-knowns. Plus, they cull a lot of news off wire services and put it in one place, which is nice.
This morning, Cusack has a column detailing some of his findings at Hunter S. Thompson's memorial service in Woody Creek, Col. A few excerpts ...
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In memory of the Good Doctor. Mahalo.
This morning, Cusack has a column detailing some of his findings at Hunter S. Thompson's memorial service in Woody Creek, Col. A few excerpts ...
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Books, notes, numbers, pills, bullets, totems and talismans everywhere. Outside his wife offered liquid acid to people in the driveway. In the kitchen where he took his life, a huge American flag overlooked his suicide. He was looking right at it.---------------------------------------------------------------
[S]cribbled with customary flair on a half ripped paper thumbtacked above his desk:---------------------------------------------------------------Beware!
the floor is slick
and greasy
And dangerous…
Get down on all fours to proceed
-- Doc
Here is just one of the good doctor’s final ruminations on our American experience. He sent it to me on a t-shirt a few months ago:
'Politics is the art of controlling your environment.' That is one of the key things I learned in these years, and I learned it the hard way. Anybody who thinks that 'it doesn't matter who's President' has never been Drafted and sent off to fight and die in a vicious, stupid War on the other side of the World -- or been beaten and gassed by Police for trespassing on public property -- or been hounded by the IRS for purely political reasons -- or locked up in the Cook County Jail with a broken nose and no phone access and twelve perverts wanting to stomp your ass in the shower. That is when it matters who is President or Governor or Police Chief. That is when you will wish you had voted.
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In memory of the Good Doctor. Mahalo.
