Life as Hunter Thompson's mother was no weenie roast.
Hunter Thompson wrote suicide notes all his life.
He kept growing. He thought it was very important to keep growing all your life.
The Dream obsessed him... but what was it? Was it Horatio Alger, rags to riches, the idea that you could start with nothing and end up rolling naked in stacks of hundreds? Or was it a dream of freedom? Personal freedom...or the concept of freedom that the founders brought into the whole world?
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is perfect in the same way that The Great Gatsby is perfect. Take a pencil and read these books, looking for something that doesn't sound right, something you'd want to change. You'll leave the page untouched.
The lifestyle of the character he had created had consumed him.
One of Hunter's first acts upon moving to Colorado was serving as best man at Billy's wedding to Anne Willis. Aside from Hunters putting out his cigarette in the holy water, the wedding transpired without major incident.
For a man complaining about the agony of celebrity, he wasn't doing anything to stop perpetuating his image as America's premier outlaw journalist.
But he discovered his success later, when he began to write just like he talked.
He taught himself to write, retyping books by writers he admired: Steinbeck, Hemingway, Faulkner... the usual heavyweights. He said he wanted to get inside the rhythm of their language and find his own stlye.
Perhaps the heart of the American Dream was found in the search.
Hunter couldn't stop working. McCumber remembered Hunter working nine days without sleep.