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First of all, these new Cheetos are baked, not fried! I feel healthier already. I still have some qualms about the neon-orange powder; if anyone has a source for free-range, naturally-shed orange powder, please notify the Cheetos people.
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The Book of Revelations & Hunter S. Thompson
This is not a political and/or religious thread, so you papists and athiests can leave your handguns at the door and have a beer. Jehovah's Witnesses, you can come back later for dessert and coffee.
This is about the Bible as literature and literary influence. Not all of it, but the magnificent parts, the terrifying and maddening, the passages where language takes on a life of its own. The Book of Revelations wasn't a hot topic among the Sunday School teachers and ministers of my childhood; I imagine they found it intimidating, the way teaching Shakespeare in Chinese to a roomful of South Carolina ten-year-olds might be intimidating if all you had to go on was a teacher's guide printed in a four-page pamphlet. Revelations used to scare the bejeezus out of me - not because of its dire predictions, but because I couldn't help picturing the writer as crazy, and I knew I'd go to hell for thinking that. I was glad we didn't study it much.
So Revelations is still largely new to me; a revelation, if you will.
HA!
Sorry.
Anyway, I knew the good Doctor quoted the Bible a lot, but I hadn't given much thought to the way his own writing style sometimes mirrored Revelations: unleashed, unhinged, unconcerned with whether the reader misses every other point, so long as she is caught up in its power. You can pick that kind of writiing apart a verse at a time, critique and dismiss it in pieces - and still not be free of it. It doesn't matter if you get it; it gets you.
What's weird is that HST was famously a fan of the Bible as literature, but only one of my zillion Google sources made the connection that explains his mysterious one-word suicide note:
counselor
In dozens of HST obituaries and retrospectives, there are references to the suicide note and a couple of theories: "Counselor" is Thompson's "Rosebud," deliberately cryptic, or it's the opening of a letter he chose not to finish - or wasn't allowed to finish. One writer thinks it's significant that the note was typed on the letterhead of a free-speech organization; at least one lunatic suggests that "counselor" is Thompson's clue to the identity of his killer.
One writer, D.A. Blyler, found a context that seems to fit.
From the alternative news source, The Raw Story, (Excerpt):
As a fan of Thompson's, and one who hated the way he died, I like to think HST found more than one message in the passage he chose as the last thing he ever read, and wrote: not just the necessity of speaking truth to power, but the hope of comfort after his final act. Parts of the Bible are a sea of terror; I like to think he found something there that he could cling to and feel safe.
Writerly stuff:
>> As a reader, and a student of writers and how they think, I wonder how many are influenced consciously or unconsciously by the Bible. (Not just the 'begats' and 'he knew' and 'she knew,' you pornographers. Stop that. I'm serious.)
>> I wonder how many haven't thought to read it as literature, and how many did but couldn't get past the begats.
>> And I wonder what we mean by "The Bible." Which version? The King James? Certainly not the modern "Living Bibles" some of us were encouraged to read as teenagers. (Remember those? Some well-meaning publishers thought they could make the Bible more user-friendly by dumbing it down, stripping it of mystery, and diluting it to dishwater. Think "The Name of the Rose" as an article in Readers Digest. If anything, those new-age Bibles made me appreciate the King James.
>> Who gets credit for the writing, when a book has been translated countless times? Is it possible that the Book of Revelations wouldn't have qualified as a Book of the Month alternate selection if not for some obscure translator who couldn't help but improve what he read?
God knows, nothing's more tempting than the urge to rewrite someone else's work.
Discuss.
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The Book of Revelations & Hunter S. Thompson
This is not a political and/or religious thread, so you papists and athiests can leave your handguns at the door and have a beer. Jehovah's Witnesses, you can come back later for dessert and coffee.
This is about the Bible as literature and literary influence. Not all of it, but the magnificent parts, the terrifying and maddening, the passages where language takes on a life of its own. The Book of Revelations wasn't a hot topic among the Sunday School teachers and ministers of my childhood; I imagine they found it intimidating, the way teaching Shakespeare in Chinese to a roomful of South Carolina ten-year-olds might be intimidating if all you had to go on was a teacher's guide printed in a four-page pamphlet. Revelations used to scare the bejeezus out of me - not because of its dire predictions, but because I couldn't help picturing the writer as crazy, and I knew I'd go to hell for thinking that. I was glad we didn't study it much.
So Revelations is still largely new to me; a revelation, if you will.
HA!
Sorry.
Anyway, I knew the good Doctor quoted the Bible a lot, but I hadn't given much thought to the way his own writing style sometimes mirrored Revelations: unleashed, unhinged, unconcerned with whether the reader misses every other point, so long as she is caught up in its power. You can pick that kind of writiing apart a verse at a time, critique and dismiss it in pieces - and still not be free of it. It doesn't matter if you get it; it gets you.
What's weird is that HST was famously a fan of the Bible as literature, but only one of my zillion Google sources made the connection that explains his mysterious one-word suicide note:
counselor
In dozens of HST obituaries and retrospectives, there are references to the suicide note and a couple of theories: "Counselor" is Thompson's "Rosebud," deliberately cryptic, or it's the opening of a letter he chose not to finish - or wasn't allowed to finish. One writer thinks it's significant that the note was typed on the letterhead of a free-speech organization; at least one lunatic suggests that "counselor" is Thompson's clue to the identity of his killer.
One writer, D.A. Blyler, found a context that seems to fit.
From the alternative news source, The Raw Story, (Excerpt):
...Hunter S. Thompson’s The Proud Highway and a dog-eared copy of the Holy Bible instantly grabbed my attention.
Seeing Thompson’s book of letters next to the Bible, reminded me of just how much that religious work had influenced the legendary “gonzo” writer—an impact that was rarely, if ever, mentioned in the tributes that poured in after his death. It was a glaring omission, and one that I also was guilty of in my own eulogy.
In Generation of Swine, Thompson’s searing indictment of the 1980s, he acknowledges the Bible’s powerful influence on his work:
“I have stolen more quotes and thoughts and purely elegant little starburst of writing from the Book of Revelation than anything else in the English language…I love the wild power of the language and the purity of the madness that governs it and makes it music.”
But it wasn’t just Revelation’s that impacted Thompson. His writing is littered with borrowings from other Testament Books, both New and Old. A proud southern gentleman from Kentucky, he often depicted the world in biblical terms, famously claiming that Richard Nixon was evil in a way that “only those who believe in the physical reality of the Devil can understand.” And in a barbed attack on American culture Thompson described Hell as:
“…a viciously overcrowded version of Phoenix—a clean, well-lighted place full of sunshine and bromides and fast cars where almost everybody seems vaguely happy, except for the ones who know in their hearts what is missing.”
The Scriptures relevance for Thompson flooded back as I stared at The Proud Highway and Bible in the bottom of the box. It reminded me of the mystery surrounding Thompson’s brief suicide note. Before shooting himself with a revolver, he had typed the single word “Counselor” in the center of a blank page. To date, fellow journalists and friends of Thompson have expressed confusion as to what the word might signify, comparing it to the mysterious “Rosebud” of Citizen Kane. And that’s when it hit me. I picked up the Bible and quickly scanned the Gospel of John. There it was in the 14th chapter:
“16 And I will pray the Father, and he will give you another Counselor*, to be with you for ever, 17 even the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees him nor knows him; you know him, for he dwells with you, and will be in you.”
It isn’t surprising that journalists didn’t pick up on this connection with Thompson’s goodbye in the days following his death. While the Bible has wielded greater influence on the history of American Letters than any other work, we currently live in an age where any mention of the Bible immediately conjures up images of right-wing nut-cases, homophobic TV evangelists, and door-knocking Adventists in bad suits. Fewer and fewer educated people (including Christians) read the Bible anymore. But Thompson wasn’t a product of this age. He was of that rapidly dwindling generation of writers who saw the majesty of the Bible as both a work of literature and a looking-glass into the human condition.
Thompson surely would have felt drawn to the Gospel of John, the most lyrical and mystical of the four Gospels. It’s there that we find the pronouncement: “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” It is a decree that has resonated with writers from Twain to Whitman to Fitzgerald to Miller—a revelation that words are transcendent, that a writer’s vocation is more than just a job. It should be a calling, wherein the “Spirit of truth” (Counselor) is followed unfailingly. No mean trick.
As a fan of Thompson's, and one who hated the way he died, I like to think HST found more than one message in the passage he chose as the last thing he ever read, and wrote: not just the necessity of speaking truth to power, but the hope of comfort after his final act. Parts of the Bible are a sea of terror; I like to think he found something there that he could cling to and feel safe.
Writerly stuff:
>> As a reader, and a student of writers and how they think, I wonder how many are influenced consciously or unconsciously by the Bible. (Not just the 'begats' and 'he knew' and 'she knew,' you pornographers. Stop that. I'm serious.)
>> I wonder how many haven't thought to read it as literature, and how many did but couldn't get past the begats.
>> And I wonder what we mean by "The Bible." Which version? The King James? Certainly not the modern "Living Bibles" some of us were encouraged to read as teenagers. (Remember those? Some well-meaning publishers thought they could make the Bible more user-friendly by dumbing it down, stripping it of mystery, and diluting it to dishwater. Think "The Name of the Rose" as an article in Readers Digest. If anything, those new-age Bibles made me appreciate the King James.
>> Who gets credit for the writing, when a book has been translated countless times? Is it possible that the Book of Revelations wouldn't have qualified as a Book of the Month alternate selection if not for some obscure translator who couldn't help but improve what he read?
God knows, nothing's more tempting than the urge to rewrite someone else's work.
Discuss.
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