Sublime

“Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors.” — Hunter S. Thompson

Not for me. No mercy for a criminal freak in Las Vegas. This place is like the Army: the shark ethic prevails—eat the wounded. In a closed society where everybody’s guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.

“The man who fears death will never do anything worthy of a man who is alive,” as Seneca put it.

Anyone of a nervous disposition would have become a Child of God or moved to Oregon and bought the Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh a couple of Rolls Royces. Instead, Frank embodied Hunter S. Thompson’s dictum: “When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.”