Forget Paris: Carr on Thompson
In today's Times, David Carr offers a fond appreciation for Hunter S. Thompson, the person who, in our dreamworld, would've had his Sidekick hacked on the same day as Paris Hilton killed herself.
Here's Carr on how Thompson changed the face—and clothing—of journalism forever:
For a generation of American students, Mr. Thompson made journalism seem like a dangerous, fantastic occupation, in the process transforming an avocation that was mostly populated by doughy white men in short-sleeve white button-downs and bad ties into something fit for those who smoked Dunhills at the end of cigarette holders and wore sunglasses regardless of the time of day. It is to his credit or blame that many aspiring journalists showed up to cover their first, second, and sometimes third local city council meetings in bowling shirts and bad sunglasses (no names need be mentioned here), along with their notebooks.
As a sidenote, we're asking this because we're actually not sure: did Polo is My Life ever come out? Will it?
