Merry Christmas.

So one more from Kingdom of Fear and then hopefully this nightmare will be over.

In a letter to Jann Wenner, Hunter S. Thompson has this to say about the depravity that is Christmas:

“Christmas hasn’t changed much in twenty-two years…It is still a day that only amateurs can love. It is all well and good for children and acid freaks to believe in Santa Claus - but it is still a profoundly morbid day for us working professionals. It is unsettling to know that one out of every twenty people you meet on Xmas will be dead this time next year…Some people can accept this, and some can’t. That is why God made whiskey, and also why Wild Turkey comes in $300 shaped canisters during most of the Christmas season, and also why criminal shitheads all over New York City will hit you up for $100 tips or they’ll twist your windshield wipers into spaghetti and urinate on your door handles.”

Ho Ho Ho.

Gobble Gobble.

And on this loaded holy day, it’s good to know that there are Others hunkered down in their bunkers exploiting The Man and using whatever meager coping mechanisms they have managed to muster to Get By. The Rest Of Us could only be so lucky to get fired from our crappy jobs for writing a trashy Romance Novel.

Here here, Tanja Shelton. I raise my glass of Wild Turkey to YOU.

Posted by: James on December 25th, 2007 at 5:54 pm

Filed under: Books