Book 15- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
15. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, by Hunter S. Thompson. Well. What can I say? This was interesting, like watching a train wreck in slow motion is interesting. Basically, this is Thompson's somewhat fictionalized account of his "covering" two events in Las Vegas, a big race and a convention for narcotics officers (I say "covering" because he spends maybe 10 minutes cumulatively covering the events and the remaining time at the bar, getting high or avoiding getting caught). It's tough to figure out what may have been fictionalized; honestly, I wonder if Thompson even knew, given how trippy this gets. The latter scenario with the officer convention is amusing because Thompson and his "attorney" are high out of their minds through most of this, so the thought of them covering an event crawling with police and detectives is pretty funny. There were a couple other scenes where I laughed out loud- one moment early on involving a hapless hitchhiker, the other when he and his attorney are giving this over the top story to a clueless schmuck about how bad the drug issue is getting in parts of the country, and the schmuck is buying it hook, line and sinker. But for the most part, my overriding thoughts were "why would someone do this to himself?" and "what on earth did I just read?" While I don't regret reading this, I don't see myself re-reading this, or trying Thompson's other works. This was plenty.
Currently reading: Stamped from the Beginning, by Ibram X. Kendi