The Culture of Death, showing us fresh depravities with each new day

I’m trying to think of some way to introduce this article, but words are failing me. Just read the first few paragraphs and you’ll see why.

Wife details family gathering with Thompson dead in chair
By Jeff Kass, © 2005, Rocky Mountain News
February 25, 2005
ASPEN — Hunter S. Thompson heard the ice clinking.
The literary champ was sitting in his command post kitchen chair, a piece of blank paper in his favorite typewriter, dead of a self-inflicted gunshot through the mouth hours earlier.
But a small circle of family and friends gathered around with stories, as he wished, with glasses full of his favored elixir — Chivas Regal on ice.
“It was very loving. It was not a panic, or ugly, or freaky,” Thompson’s wife, Anita Thompson, said Thursday night in her first spoken comments since the icon’s death Sunday. “It was just like Hunter wanted. He was in control here.”
Anita Thompson also echoes the comments that have been made by Hunter Thompson’s son and daughter-in-law: That her husband’s suicide did not come from the bottom of the well, but was a gesture of strength and ultimate control made as his life was at a high-water mark….

I sincerely hope Thompson isn’t undergoing eternal torment, but how does one begin to unpack how sick these people are? God help them — send somebody quickly.

6 comments

  1. Is there are clearer example of the embrace of the “Culture of Death”?
    Unspeakably sad, horrific and stupid.
    Lord have mercy on all of us, we are sinners.

  2. I was forced to read Thompson in college, so I felt some sympathy for he and his family when I heard the news. Now that details are being printed I don’t feel much sympathy…

  3. Imagine what he must have looked like: Dead. Back the head probably blown open. Blood and tissue on the wall behind him. And his wife and “friends” have a party with the corpse in the room? What a freak show.

  4. dymphna , I was thinking the exact same thing. I’ve seen gunshot wounds, and they’re not pretty. I can only imagine what a .45 caliber bullet can do to a skull. On second thought, I don’t think I’ll imagine it.

  5. Wow. Words cannot describe such a thing…
    I too, as an EMT-paramedic, saw what gunshots do to the body–this one had to be BAD, the kind of “incident” that can make even us EMS people gag and leave the room before hurling.
    And sitting around for “storytime” around dear old hubby?? Good heavens.
    And these are probably the same people who were complaining about the Passion of the Christ having too much “unnecessary” violence… Growl.

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