In Memoriam, from 2003's Kingdom of Fear:

"We have become a Nazi monster in the eyes of the whole world-a nation of bullies and bastards who would rather kill than live peacefully. We are not just Whores for power and oil, but killer whores with hate and fear in our hearts. We are human scum, and that is how history will judge us... No redeeming social value. Just whores. Get out of our way, or we'll kill you.
 
Well, shit on that dumbness. George W. Bush does not speak for me or my son or my mother or my friends or the people I respect in this world. We didn't vote for these cheap, greedy little killers who speak for America today- and we will not vote for them again in 2002. Or 2004. Or ever.
 
Who does vote for these dishonest shitheads? Who among us can be happy and proud of having all this innocent blood on our hands? Who are these swine? These flag-sucking half-wits who get fleeced and fooled by stupid little rich kids like George Bush?
 
They are the same ones who wanted to have Muhammad Ali locked up for refusing to kill "gooks". They speak for all that is cruel and stupid and vicious in the American character. They are racists and hate mongers among us-they are the Ku Klux Klan. I piss down the throats of these Nazis. And I am too old to worry about whether they like it or not. Fuck them."


The whole essay, "Jesus Hated Bald Pussy," can be found here:
http://www.bluebus.org/archives/000477.php


a beer and a smoke for the good doctor

Along with Burroughs, Bukowski, Kerouac and Wolfe, a member of the Big Five Writers that helped me find my own style and voice. And in particular, Thompson was a man whose politics ran so close to mine that a political argumment between the two of us would have been more or less futile. No ground to disagree on. To use a few of his own terms, The man stomped the terra, and marched on a road of bones.