‘Now Imagine If Hunter S. Thompson Was On Twitter . . .’
Posted on | July 2, 2010 | 24 Comments
@rsmccain — Robert Stacy McCain has aptly been described as “the conservative Hunter S. Thompson.” Now imagine if Hunter Thompson was on Twitter!
– Matt Lewis, “The Top 25 Conservatives on Twitter”
About time I got this kind of recognition, considering that we’re now just three weeks away from the 2010 Right Online Conference in Las Vegas.
I took a fast right on Russell, then a left onto Maryland Parkway . . . and suddenly I was cruising in warm anonymity past the campus of the University of Las Vegas . . . no tension on these faces; I stopped at a red light and got lost, for a moment, in a sunburts of flesh in the cross-walk: fine sinewy thighs, pink mini-skirts, ripe young nipples, sleeveless blouses, long sweeps of blond hair, pink lips and blue eyes — all the hallmarks of a dangerously innocent culture.
I was tempted to pull over and start mumbling obscene entreaties: “Hey, Sweetie, let’s you and me get weird. Jump into this hotdog Caddy and we’ll flash over to my suite at the Flamingo, load up on ether and behave like wild animals in my private, kidney-shaped pool . . . .”
Sure we will, I thought. But by this time I was far down the parkway, easing into the turn lane for a left at Flamingo Road. . . .
– Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
The list of speakers for this year’s conference includes Erick Erickson and Ed Morrissey — both of whom are far more interesting than me, which is why they’re on the list and that bastard Erik Telford didn’t invite me, just like he snubbed me last year.
Obviously, Telford fails to take me seriously. After I spared him the long-promised ass-whupping at the Pittsburgh conference, he mistook mercy for weakness.
Telford probably thought I’d forget his promise to put me on the agenda for this year’s Right Online conference at the posh Venetian Resort Hotel (where they’re offering rooms at the discount rate of $169 a night.)
“It’s Vegas,” Telford thought to himself. “Surely that redneck loser can’t make it all the way to Vegas.”
Telford obviously didn’t believe that, for the second year in a row, I’d be able to rattle the tip-jar and scare up enough cash for this trip.
Three weeks. Twenty-one days.
If we could average $100 a day until then . . . But that would be crazy.
Wouldn’t it?
RIGHT ONLINE
LAS VEGAS, JULY 23-25


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