Gonzo

On the 20th of Feb 2005 HST was found dead in his home in Aspen, Colorado with a self-inflicted gun-shot wound to the head. It is said that this way he was the instigator of his own demise, rather than being in the hands of God. The man was his own God and creator of his own destiny, truly having the strength of character that most of us only dream of. Not many of us would kill ourselves in order to be the publisher of our own ending as opposed to letting someone else write it for us. Arguably suicide is the cowards way out, but I cant fault one of the greatest ever people who ever existed in this realm of reality. Plus, the man did what he wanted his whole Goddamn life and it makes perfect sense to buck the system one more time right at the last - depsite society's conventions and the sheer gutting horror faced by people who admire him. It is always hard to get over a tragic loss but I never knew him anyway, so the only way I could connect with him was through his work which will always live on. It was just good to know he was out there, he existed. It was this that was inspirational, now what inspires me is that his immortality is all the more real now he's dead. Hunter's dead, long live Dr. Gonzo...

Bricks

Bricks can be found almost anywhere in today's society - look out for them yourself and watch as they swarm in. Some are more venomuos than others and can look deceptively similar but upon closer inspection can reveal great differences in texture and attitude. Masonic orders often similuate the act of bricks in order to tirck society into thinking like them - do not let this happen, you have been warned!!!

Cock Fight

Cock fighting sweeps the nation today. Thursday was big in the cock-fight circuit and today proved that. More bets were taken and more money paid out than on any other day ever witnessed before by those with eyes and a thirst for hungry cock action. Each team captain lined up his feathered fiend and took oath, a sacred momentous occasion that has been passed down from one cock-wrangler to another for generations and will continue to do so for as long as they keep handing out liscences to people wanting to risk their cocks in a blood-curdling fight to the death. As you can see from the picture, most spectators were female and had to wear disguises in order to get past the gate. Generally a good time was had by all. (Except the dead cock - which was eaten in a curried stew - or is that stewed curry?)

Freemasons....(he's behind you)

AVDI VIDE TACE - Hear See Be Silent.

This is the motto of the Freemasons. Above us (or you) is a diagram illustrating their power of mindreading and how they do it. My advice is to avoid eye contact and if at all possible, remove brain before travelling near where a freemason might be. The problem with this of course, is the fact that they are everywhere (even moreso than bricks it seems - see 1st Blog). Why not buy a suit made from a material that looks like bricks and then you can stand against walls and hopefully freemasons will walk right past you or better still relieve themselves on you, thus reliquishing their power (it's all in the urine). Hence the infamous freemason saying of 'Are you taking the piss?' Take the piss and live a happy life. Ridicule is nothing to be scared of...

Since writing this article, both my arms mysteriously fell off and were reattached using a special laser created, of course, by a high-ranking freemason (33rd degree like T. Blair) and consequently I can no longer pass comment or judgement on this strange and ancient global organisation that will eventually run the whole of humanity (into the ground) and take away any last gasp of freedom and the ideals of non-conformity. England prevails...