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All Videos. TED: Ideas worth spreading. Cowboy Caleb – fatherhood, the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief. You Are Not So Smart. Remembering Hunter S. Thompson. When people ask me what Hunter Thompson was like I tell them he was just like the character in his books, and they smile and nod and leave me alone. I’m allergic to small talk, and despite my years at the National Enquirer, I really hate sharing gossip about celebrities. Besides, they say it’s not right to speak ill of the dead. But that bastard Thompson nearly got me fired because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut about our nocturnal activities.
And he broke his solemn promise not to drag my good name into any of his wretched works of fiction. Thompson in Aspen in 1981 Let’s start in Palm Beach in 1983. A few weeks into this circus, in the middle of one night, Thompson calls me up and says he has an emergency. That woke me up. Thompson loved playing with fire. So I go over to his low rent bungalow in West Palm, and find both the front and back doors are wide open, and the lights are off.
And it’s garbage. I didn’t know what to say or do because Thompson still had the gun in his hand.