By Tom Brookes
Few, if any, have personified ‘cult classic’ quite as well as Hunter S. Thompson. He was everything you could want in a great writer, humorous, intelligent and not afraid to take risks. Take a look at Hells Angels or the now seminal Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas.
His writing became a touchstone in gonzo journalism. Writing in a highly personal style, Thompson became more interesting than the stories he was covering whether it was sex, sport, drugs, politics or rock and roll.
A man who never changed, his writing style, his lifestyle and his outlook on life always remained anarchic, right until the day he decided to take his own life. But even in death he never changed, his last wish? To have his ashes placed in a cannon ball and blasted into the air. Much respected, often imitated and sadly missed.
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