Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

I polished this book off in a day whilst flying to Thailand. halfway through reading it, an Omani airport official confiscated it off of me, read a few pages, scoffed, laughed, facially settled on disappointment, and handed it back to me. He then passed it to his fellow Omani airport official, who followed the same process, only with larger facial features and thicker eyebrows, which helped get the point across that in their opinion, it was a truly shite book. Personally I was enjoying this book, and finished it over the next few hours. I suppose I would recommend it to most, with the exception of Omani baggage handlers and potentially all airport officials regardless of their race or creed.

Just say no.
To drugs and this book. There is no redeeming value in it, unless you are interested in vicariously experiencing the paranoia of extreme drug abuse.
I read this because it was on a list of 100 books to read. HOW did it make a list??