Of all the obituary posts on Robert Anton Wilson in the past couple of days, the one I enjoyed the most was Wonkette’s, which shrewdly observed: “[U]nlike the ‘political thinkers’ who clog Washington’s green rooms on Sunday mornings, Wilson was hilarious … on purpose.”
I hadn’t been aware of his leftist-libertarian party “Guns and Dope” (a great name for a band). I read the Illuminatus! trilogy and a couple of the Schrödinger’s Cat books many years ago, but they didn’t do anything for me–except infect me with a strong distaste for conspiracy-theory plotlines which persists to this day. Sounds like his non-fiction might be more entertaining, if not necessarily enlightening.
