Since this is the inaugural issue of The Gonzo Herald, there isn't much to
report on what the members are up to. In fact, there is nothing to report.
Members of teh HST Society are apparently sexually-repressed, manic-depressive wackos
with nothing to do all day but hide in their closets drinking ceheap rum and getting stoned
on raw ether and amyls. As such, they have no lives. Well, not everyone is like that.
Your editor, Hal Marcovitz, locked himself in his closet a few years ago with a six-pack of Bud, a dozen
grapefruits and every book written by or about Hunter S. Thompson. He emerged totally insane
and was carted off to a mental institution where he stayed for 20 years. Cazart!
Now, he writes a newspaper column three times a week for The ALlentown Morning Call.
If you're into that Web thing, and who isn't these days, you can read Hal's columns on
The Call's home page. Click on "Voices"
when you get the page and ignore the other columnists.
I think they're psychopaths - we'll see them shooting from a tower soon, I can assure you of that.
And if you really can't get enough of Hal, you can run out and buy his first novel, which will be published
this fall. Its title is Painting the White House, and it is a very funny book about an ordinary house painter
hired to...paint the White House! Is that clever or what? Anyway, it willb e available in paperback in bookstores
around the end of September. NOTE: The publisher, Commonwealth Publications, kind of...
well, they were doing things no reputable book publisher would do! The book may be picked up again
and Hal might have a few copies left. Email him.
Enough about Hal Marcovitz. What about you? Up to something naughty these days? Tell The Gonzo Herald
about it by emailing Hal. You don't have to be honest. You can
make yourself sound as important as you want. Nobody really gives a shit. As Hunter says, Res Ipsa Loquitor.
