Saturday, May 16, 2009

Hunter S. Thompson - The Crazy Never Die

The Mitchell brothers, owners of the O'Farrell Theatre in San Francisco, made a documentary about Thompson in 1988 called Hunter S. Thompson: The Crazy Never Die. It was based on the authors campus tour, includes stops in Oregon and Kansas. Hunter S. Thompson, a longtime friend of the Mitchell's and frequent visitor at the club, claimed in his 2003 book Kingdom of Fear to be its night manager in 1985.

Friday, May 15, 2009

F-4 hits a wall @ 500 MPH

This is what happens to an airplane when it hits a concrete wall at 500mph. Air Force engineers test a concrete barrier that will surround a nuclear reactor dome, to see if it would indeed survive an aerial attack. With the high speed cameras rolling, they attached an F-4 Phantom to the sled and then pumped up the speed to 500 MPH, and... What happens when an 'Unstoppable Force' meets an 'Immovable Object? Watch in slow motion as the F-4 turns to vapor.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Hunter S. Thompson debate with Hells Angels

Amazing footage of Hunter S Thompson debating with president of the Hells Angels, over issues raised in Thompson's novel Hell's Angels: The Strange and Terrible Saga of the Outlaw Motorcycle Gangs.

Monday, May 11, 2009

New Handlebars From Lick's Cycle

8" Aped Z Bars
Bar has an 8-inch rise with a 29 inch spread end to end.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Hunter S. Thompson

Some images & words of wisdom from Hunter S. Thompson on a cloudy Sunday.

I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.

I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.

Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop. A normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side. This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop heart. Make the bastard chase you. He will follow. But he won't know what to make of your blinker signal that says you are about to turn right. This is to let him know you're pulling off for a proper place to talk. It will take him a moment to realize that he's about to make a 180 degree turn at speed, but you will be ready for it. Brace for the g's, and fast heel-toe work.

It will be guerilla warfare on a global scale, with no front lines and no identifiable enemy... We are going to punish somebody for this attack, but just who or what will be blown to smithereens for it is hard to say. Maybe Afghanistan, maybe Pakistan or Iraq, or possibly all three at once. Who knows?

This blizzard of mind-warping war propaganda out of Washington is building up steam. Monday is Anthrax, Tuesday is Bankruptcy, Friday is Child-Rape, Thursday is Bomb-scares, etc., etc., etc... If we believed all the brutal, frat-boy threats coming out of the White House, we would be dead before Sunday. It is pure and savage terrorism reminiscent of Nazi Germany.

America... just a nation of two hundred million used car salesmen with all the money we need to buy guns and no qualms about killing anybody else in the world who tries to make us uncomfortable.

The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others--the living--are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down, or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later.But the edge is still Out there. Or maybe it's In. The association of motorcyles with LSD is no accident of publicity. They are both a means to an end, to the place of definitions. HST