Meh. This book is a mixed bag. There are some poignant insights and classic Thompson anecdotes mixed in with a lot of rambling narcissism. For fans of Thompson, I would actually recommend grabbing a copy of this -- it's fun to skip around and pick through the good parts. The book has no beginning, middle, or end, so that's the approach to take. Expect to be bored, though, at times, and if you're a Thompson beginner, there are many other places you should start.

Thompson has some serious beef with felony murder.

HST’s version of a memoir strings together musings, memos, letters, interviews, and short form recollections to make a kaleidoscope of politics, drug abuse, and unrealized slights to settle the score. Uneven but never boring.

Especially relevant given the current political climate.

The foreword's warning that Hunter flirts between truth and fiction should be heeded well, but it makes the book no less enjoyable. The note of despair that runs through the book is sad, especially in light of what has happened in the world since. There are still plenty of hilarious, provocative chunks to be had - "Fear and Loathing in Elko" is truly hilarious.