Hallucinations are bad enough. But after awhile you learn to cope with things like seeing your dead grandmother crawling up your leg with a knife in her teeth. Most acid fanciers can handle this sort of thing. But nobody can handle that other trip-the possibility that any freak with $1.98 can walk into the Circus-Circus and suddenly appear in the sky over downtown Las Vegas twelve times the size of God, howling anything that comes into his head. No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs.
In "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas," Hunter S. Thompson delves into the chaos of hallucinatory experiences. He acknowledges that while people can adapt to unsettling visions, like seeing familiar figures in terrifying scenarios, the unpredictability of such experiences is challenging. This acceptance of the bizarre is common among those who indulge in psychedelics, yet they still face an underlying fear of losing control in a city as wild as Las Vegas.
Thompson highlights a darker side to drug use, where anyone could cause mayhem with just a small amount of money and the right mindset. The image of a person dramatically altering their surroundings serves to emphasize the potential dangers that come with psychedelic experiences in such an unpredictable environment. Ultimately, he suggests that Las Vegas is not a safe haven for these kinds of adventures.
