WHAT SORT OF MAN READS PACO CAMINO?

He’s beginning to get the fear. And who wouldn’t when road tripping to Vegas with two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozens amyls. But the Paco Camino Man can survive a savage journey to the heart of the American dream, all in the name of Gonzo journalism. A wise Hunter once wrote, “He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.”