Bye-Bye Fact Checkers. And Fact.

By RYAN BOLTON “Whoa, Banksy just got arrested!” my co-worker, Eugene, yells out, astonished. Two minutes later, the story popped up on my Facebook feed. We couldn’t believe it. The elusive street artist wasn’t so elusive anymore. But we didn’t need to believe it. It was a hoax. That didn’t stop the thousands of shares, … Continue reading Bye-Bye Fact Checkers. And Fact.

Spacing: The Storefront

The following is a profile that was recently published in Spacing magazine's, Hunger City issue. by RYAN BOLTON The building was a 1960s police station. Inside the drab, brown brick bungalow surrounded by a six-foot chain fence, cell bars held petty thieves and drug dealers overnight. The cold, white concrete brick interior wasn’t built for … Continue reading Spacing: The Storefront

Hunter S. Thompson, the muse

“If I’d written all the truth I knew for the past ten years, about 600 people–including me–would be rotting in prison cells from Rio to Seattle today. Absolute truth is a very rare and dangerous commodity in the context of professional journalism.” –Hunter S. Thompson Like most, I’ve been influenced by many a great writer. Names like George Orwell, Hemingway (like every fucking hack will tell you, blindly), and your basic magazine feature writer. The vast majority of the latter have some of the best voices in all of writing, trust me. But one, one savage beast propelled by sheer will and heavyweight narcotics has always kept me in equal parts awe and determination. The doc, Hunter S. Thompson.