Title: Thompson's literary equivalent of a Who reunion tour.
Product review: Just like other rock n' rollers of his time, Thompson has served up a watered-down version of his original intensity. Thompson heaps his usual amount of scorn on the deserving pols of the '92 campaign, but he doesn't give us the real feel of what was out there. This is probably because most of the book seems to center on faxes he received and finding a way to use the word "bubba" on every page. Thompson used to put substance behind his politician roasts. Now he just roasts.Pete Townsend used to lose chunks of flesh off his fingers as he played guitar. He is too old for that type of thing now and the Who aren't as good because of it.In much the same way, Hunter S. Thompson has opted to stay at home next to his fax machine instead of putting his teeth to the asphalt and giving us the wonderful literary journalism he may or may not be capable of putting out anymore
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