Vanderleun tells how he used to drink with Hunter Thompson.
I used to run a magazine (Organ) in San Francisco back in the 70s. I ran it out of the basement of a firehouse in North Beach under the offices of Scanlanâ€™s magazine. Scanlanâ€™s was the scam magazine of Warren Hinckle, a man whose record of conning money out of Bay Area millionaires stood unbroken for decades until the arrival of David Talbot and Salon and silly philanthropists that mistakenly married fanatic feminists.
Warren liked to drink and spend other peopleâ€™s money on himself and writers. Naturally, such a honey pot was going to attract Hunter Thompson. Thompson liked to drink, snort coke, and spend other peopleâ€™s money on articles he might or might not write. Sometimes the small staff working with me and the larger staff working the con with Warren at Scanlanâ€™s would decide to drink together. We liked to drink at our bar of choice up at the end of the alley, Andreâ€™s.
And so one night, when Hunter was in town, we all went up to Andreâ€™s for a non-stop night of drinking. …