"In a caged society, a man’s liberty is the meat of his master’s power. But even in a world of jailers, no truth can trap an honest liar."
Hunter S. Thompson (via iloveyousuicidefenix)
"Fiction is based on reality unless you’re a fairy-tale artist, you have to get your knowledge of life from somewhere. You have to know the material you’re writing about before you alter it."
Hunter S. Thompson (via kaylamaaytah)
Good advice.(via catbountry)
"Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. All these horrible realities began to dawn on me. There I was. Alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine, and on top of everything else, a gigantic god damned hotel bill to deal with. How would Horatio Alger handle this situation?"
Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (via stillseaconspires)
It sucks when someone you have feelings for doesn’t share those feelings; it happens to women all the time, too. We hear “I just want to be friends” and “you’re like one of the guys” and “you’re like a sister to me” just as often. But you’ll never hear a woman complain that guys just don’t appreciate a Nice Girl because we’re taught it’s our own fucking fault when we’re rejected—we aren’t pretty enough or thin enough or sexy enough, we weren’t sexual enough or were too sexual, we put out too much or too little or too soon or not soon enough, we didn’t wear our hair the right way or our skirt the right length, we’re “too tomboyish” or “too butch” or “too feminine”, or we’re “not their type”, or we’re otherwise not good enough in various ways to entice the man to grace us with his affection.
But when we’re not interested in someone, we’re vilified. We’re the bitch that lead them on, the bitch who let them buy us dinner but didn’t want to date them, the bitch who doesn’t appreciate a nice guy, the bitch they were nice to and then got nothing in return from.
And, frankly, fuck those people. Showing interest in me, being friendly with me, getting close to me, or eating a meal with me (even if they paid for it) doesn’t obligate me to open my heart or my legs. And anyone who doesn’t appreciate my friendship sure as hell doesn’t deserve my love or my pussy."
"I’m not a reporter, I’m a writer. I don’t defend what I do in the context of straight journalism, and if some people regard me as a reporter who’s gone bad rather than a writer who’s just doing his job — well, they’re probably the same dingbats who think John Chancellor’s an acid freak and Cronkite is a white slaver."
Hunter S. Thompson, Interview with Playboy Magazine, 1974 (via briankeene)
Our First Lady, ladies and gentlemen.
APPLAUSE. ALL OF YOU, APPLAUD HER.
No but seriosuly, I love our First Lady.
“Live steady. Don’t fuck around. Give anything weird a wide berth - including people. It’s not worth it. I learned this the hard way, through brutal overindulgence.”
Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ‘72
"People in the Third World are viewed as having too many children because they are ignorant and irrational; they exercise no control over their sexuality, and “breed out of control.” However, in many Third World societies, having a large family is a completely rational strategy for survival. Children’s labor is a vital part of the family economy… quite early in life, children’s labor makes them an asset rather than a drain on family income. Also, because the vast majority of people in Third World countries do not have access to insurance, pension plans, and social security, having a large number of children insures that there will be someone to take care of or provide for the family, especially aging parents… As long as the vast majority of people in the Third World countries remain impoverished, uneducated, and unhealthy, the large family will provide the only real source of social security. Birth control programs will fail to reduce fertility rates, as they have in the past, when there is no motivation on the part of poor families to limit their size, unless coercive methods of population control are used."
"BECAUSE ATTACK THE BLOCK IS TECHNICALLY A FILM ABOUT “BIG GORRILA-WOLF-MOTHERFUCKERS” ATTACKING AND AND SAYS MORE COMPLEX THINGS ABOUT SOCIETY’S RACIAL ISSUES THAN THE HELP."
Film Crit Hulk on “WHY YOU LOVE MOVIES” (via strangeapparition)
"I am the law, I am justice! I am the oppressed, and there is the oppressor! It is through him that all those whom I have loved, cherished and venerated, have perished! Everything I hate is there!"
Captain Nemo - 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea (via transformandreveal)
Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad.
Hiro used to feel that way, too, but then he ran into Raven. In a way, this is liberating. He no longer has to worry about trying to be the baddest motherfucker in the world. The position is taken. The crowning touch, the one thing that really puts true world-class badmotherfuckerdom out of reach, of course, is the hydrogen bomb. If it wasn’t for the hydrogen bomb, a man could still aspire. Maybe find Raven’s Achilles’ heel. Sneak up, get a drop, slip a mickey, pull a fast one. But Raven’s nuclear umbrella kind of puts the world title out of reach.
Which is okay. Sometimes it’s all right just to be a little bad. To know your limitations. Make do with what you’ve got."
Snow Crash (via panzertron)
"The colors are lovely, of course, but nothing says perfection like white."
President Snow, Mockingjay
"Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented."
Elie Wiesel (via sonofbaldwin)
Good mescaline comes on slow. The first hour is all waiting, then about halfway through the second hour you start cursing the creep who burned you, because nothing is happening… and then ZANG! Fiendish intensity, strange glow and vibrations… a very heavy gig in a place like the Circus-Circus.
“I hate to say this,” said my attorney as we sat down at the Merry-Go-Round Bar on the second balcony, “but this place is getting to me. I think I’m getting the Fear.”