There was madness in any direction, at any hour... you could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. And that, I think, was the handle -- That sense of inevitable victory over the forces of old and evil. Not in any mean or military sense; We didn't need that. Our energy simply would prevail. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave...
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high water mark --
that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
Dr. Hunter Stockton Thompson
July 18, 1939 - February 20, 2005
