HST

I'm either going to catch a little shit over this, or no one will respond at all (just like most of my posts.)

I've been thinking about the death of Hunter S. Thompson a bit lately. In most cases, I think suicide is a cop-out. Mind you, I don't know anyone who is in so much mental or physical pain that they just want to end it all. Hell, I'm not even 100% certain I know anyone who knows anyone who is or has thought about suicide. But I don't believe that anything can ever be so bad that the only way out is to punch your own clock. That's why people have friends and family.

Yeah, even me, the budding sociopath that I am... I have people I can call and talk to do deal with things. Not that I do. I prefer to be angry, and bitter, and keep that shit to myself. But I have that option, even if I don't take it.

I've barely read anything by Thompson. Maybe a chapter in Fear and Loathing, when bauglier still lived here, but that's it. I probably know more about the caricature of his life then his life. And yeah, years... shit, decades of drug abuse were probably catching up to him, and from what little I know of the man, I can't see him wanting to live out the remainder of his life in a wheelchair, shitting into an adult diaper.

But I still think it's a cop-out.