When Luke ONeil isn’t angry, he’s asleep. When he’s awake, he gives vent to some of the most heartfelt, political and anger-fueled prose to power its way to the public sphere since Hunter S. Thompson smashed a typewriter’s keys.Welcome to Hell World is an unexpurgated selection of Luke ONeils finest rants, near-poetic rhapsodies, and investigatory journalism. Racism, sexism, immigration, unemployment, Marcus Aurelius, opioid addiction, Iraq: all are processed through the ONeil grinder. He details failings in his own life and in those he observes around him: and the result is a book that is at once intensely confessional and an energetic, unforgettable condemnation of American mores.Welcome to Hell World is, in the author’s words, a “fever dream nightmare of reporting and personal essays from one of the lowest periods in our country in recent memory”. It is also a burning example of some of the best writing youre likely to read anywhere.Luke ONeil is one of the few writers who faces our grim reality the way it is, and not the way we wish it was. Compiling Hell World is a sin-eater’s task, and we are indebted to him for doing it.Dan Ozzi, co-author of TrannyWelcome to Hell World is a distress call from a place where hope still exists, dispatched by a man who clearly sees the insanity of life in America and believes it doesn’t have to be this way.Keith Buckley of Every Time I Die, author of WatchLuke ONeil is like no other journalist working today, fusing original reporting with memoir and frequently-profane observational humor to create what feels like a new type of truth-telling: precise, fucked-up, infuriating, and, somehow, beautiful . . . This is what it looks like when a gifted writer finds his voice. Hamish McKenzie, co-founder of Substack and author of Insane Mode: How Elon Musk’s Tesla Sparked an Electric Revolution to End the Age of OilThis is this guy Luke ONeil writing . . . This is the kind of crap that now comprises the Democrat voting base . . . You ask, ‘Who are these people?’ Well, they’re not us. These people are sick. They are deranged, lunatic, sickRush Limbaugh Photo courtesy the author Luke ONeil has written for Esquire, New York Magazine, The Guardian, The New York Times Magazine, The Wall Street Journal, The Washington Post, The Atlantic, Playboy, Slate, Vice, and many other publications. A longtime musician, he currently performs in the indie rock band no hope / no harm. A native of Massachusetts, he lives in that state with his wife Michelle. You have eternity to be dead so just waitThe electrician found the body that morning but I guess it took a little while for the news to spread. It had been waiting there for three days but we didn’t know that yet we just knew all of a sudden that a person was a body now and that was that. It would have been early evening when I found out about it. April. My football coach broke the news to me in a football coach voice because that was how you found out about things back then. Youd walk around not knowing some shit until someone would tell you and then you had to wait to bump into someone else and go ahead and tell them. I dont remember exactly what he said but it was something like ay your boyfriend Kurt Cobain killed himself. Football coaches dont like it when you care about anything other than football such as music for example which is for homosexuals. Kurt was 27 years old which everyone remembers as the famous age to be dead at. I remember my coach mispronounced his name as Co-burn he said which is something a football coach would do on purpose to fuck with you and then we had to go and lift weights. I don’t remember if we listened to Nirvana while we lifted the weights but I hope we did not.Like fifteen years later a friend of mine was at a state fair in New Hampshire and he took a video of an Army guy at a recruiting tent doing pushups while “Smells Like Teen Spirit” was blasting out of his truck speakers and I sometimes wish he hadn’t shown me that shit.My football coach would have been around 33 back then which is insane to me because that is how old a little tiny baby is. I’m gonna picture him in my mind right now. He’s got a blue shirt on and it’s really tight and he’s got really big arms and they’re folded across his chest and he’s yelling about some football business that isn’t my problem anymore except for sometimes when I dream about it and I never can find my helmet in the dream and everyone is pissed off at me vis a vis the helmet’s whereabouts. The only reason I know how old he was by the way is I just saw his name in a police report. He’s a teacher at a different school now and the police charged him with indecently touching a child under fourteen and then touching her again when she was over fourteen and that is very surprising to me because he was a hard ass but I wouldn’t have thought he would go and do something like that. I asked a lot of my friends from high school and some who worked with him as teachers later on and they said they weren’t that surprised about it to be honest and they would know better than me because I am awful at remembering things.