Fear and loathing in Las Vegas: a savage journey to the heart of the American dream by Hunter S. Thompson (1971) 204 pages
Nothing beats an audiobook when doing mindless chores, so why not take a blast to the (mindless) past. Thompson was the outlaw journalist of the 1960s and this little book is a trip (in the vernacular of the time). If you ignore the absurd overdone shenanigans, Thompson is critiquing the social mores and the post-countercultural movement – albeit in Las Vegas circa 1971. Thompson, known for his over-the-top hyperbole does not disappoint – driving across the desert at 100 mph in a red convertible, gulping drugs, trashing hotel rooms, and nipping at norms on every page. Thompson, whose alter-ego goes by Raoul Duke in this mini-saga, is accompanied by his Samoan attorney, Dr. Gonzo, as they report on a desert road race and incidentally end up attending a law enforcement convention – a not-so-subtle irony. When published in Rolling Stone magazine this was radical; now it would be dismissed as another attention-seeking story. Thompson had a fascination with former President Nixon (he is mentioned a couple of times in the book) and in retrospect, Thompson foresaw the future of our political leadership. He would surely have a front row seat at the White House UFC cage fight. Alas, we no longer have curated satirists; perhaps we are all Thompson now.

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