Sean Owen's Reviews > Hell's Angels

I've never read Hunter S. Thompson before and after reading this I don't understand his appeal at all. He's a tourist. He wants to tell us how he hung out with a bunch of big, bad biker criminals and how they were cool with him. When he manages to stop talking about himself his writing is almost totally incoherent. He argues that the media created a hysteria around the Hell's Angels, but then goes on to tell us about terrible stuff he witnessed them doing. The absolute nadir of the book is when Thompson explains away the numerous rape charges against the hells angels as the result of women who really wanted it, but changed their mind afterward and even if it was really rape doesn't every woman deep down inside really wonder what it's like to be raped?