art by Joey Feldman The Miracle of Muslim Muhammad Ali by Saira Viola and Ron Whitehead Shimmy-shuffle two step three beats Balletic poise on magic feet The Miracle of Muslim Muhammad Ali Louisville’s week long memorial celebration Slip dip and drag Pump push pummel homages honorings tributes funeral procession […]
by Todd Brendan Fahey originally appeared in the March 1991 issue of Fling I remember very crisply my introduction to the cult of Hunter S. Thompson. Having already broasted the front side of my body under a thin ozone layer one warm August afternoon in Santa Barbara, I traded […]
by Gary Stromberg My heart weighs heavy, as I’m trying to get my head around the passing of Muhammad Ali, the single most important and influential man I’ve known. Ali and I were born in the same year, 1942, so I’ve lived on this planet the same amount of […]
We knew Donald Trump when he had hair, and not what he’s got on his head today. That can be taken many ways. But with Trump now the presumptive candidate for the GOP nomination to the office of President of the United States of America, this story must be […]
That was always the difference between Muhammad Ali and the rest of us. He came, he saw, and if he didn’t entirely conquer – he came as close as anybody we are likely to see in the lifetime of this doomed generation. – Hunter S. Thompson Muhammad Ali, the silver-tongued boxer […]
BY HUNTER S. THOMPSON from Rolling Stone, May 1978 When I’m gone, boxing will be nothing again. The fans with the cigars and the hats turned down’ll be there, but no more housewives and little men in the street and foreign presidents. It’s goin’ to be back to the fighter who […]
As I sit around musing over today’s latest charades, I can’t help but feel a bit nauseous over this fine fucking mess we’ve made. Yes, we’ve really done it this time folks. In the left corner, she is undisputedly the most reviled woman in the world, the wicked witch of […]
Born in Monahans, Texas, on November 6th, 1941, the son of a lawyer and strong woman who would “cut your throat and drink your blood” if messed with, Guy Charles Clark grew up reading from and listening to the stories and poetry passed around in the books chosen for the […]
Illustration: david pratt At first the spider bite felt nothing more than a pinch, but as the night went on Seth began to feel the bite take hold. He asked Emily if her bite was beginning to hurt her, and she nodded faintly, as she sat on the beat-up sofa […]
The boat sat anchored, barely visible from shore. On its deck a minister stood unsteadily and studied his surroundings – rain drizzled from above while agitated waves slapped the hull. Fins sliced through the swells nearby. Grasping a deep red, leather-bound Bible with his left hand, he raised the right […]
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