Hi, this is Jody Paulson from Moscow, ID with what they don't tell you. You've probably heard by now that gonzo journalist Hunter S. Thompson, 67, was found dead in his home with an apparently self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head. Thompson's most recent book was called "Hey Rube : Blood Sport, the Bush Doctrine, and the Downward Spiral of Dumbness." There's no word yet whether Thompson, like famed reporter Gary Webb, shot himself in the head twice. Knowing the type of guy Thompson was, it's hard not to react the way many reacted to Andy Kaufman's death: Is this for real? I'm too young to remember Thompson's gonzo journalism in the '60's, but I have read his more recent stuff. Thompson had a knack for being more honest piling on the horse manure than hundreds of straight journalists who just give you the facts. That's because the events of Washington are a pile of horse manure. Thompson understood this. I wish more people would. Thompson was one of only two big name writers that I can think of who publicly disputed the "official" version of the events of 9-11, the other being Gore Vidal. Of course, Vidal lives in Italy and perhaps Thompson didn't think anyone would take him seriously. After all, he's the kind of guy who'd call Bill Murray at 3 in the morning to discuss a new business idea involving vertical golf courses. Thompson had a talent for strange, pithy one-liners that most writers can only dream of. Before last year's election, he proclaimed, "Four more years of George Bush will be like four more years of syphilis." At least Thompson will be spared this indignity. Dr. Thompson, wherever you are, you will be sorely missed. I'm Jody Paulson, and I just thought you should know.