I wish there were still more political journalists like Hunter S. Thompson around. [Ed Muskie's staff] are not an impressive group, on the evidence. One of the first things you notice around any Muskie headquarters, local or national, is that many of the people in charge are extremely fat. Not just chubby or paunchy or flabby, but serious glandular cases. They require assistance getting in and out of cars, or even elevators.  Under normal circumstances I wouldn’t mention this kind of thing–for all the obvious reasons: general humanity, good taste, relevance, etc.–but in the context of what has happened to Ed Muskie in the first two primaries, it’s hard to avoid the idea that there may be some ominous connection between the total failure of his campaign and the people who are running it. Fear and Loathing: On The Campaign Trail '72