He was a crook.

This one is a fucking classic. It needs no description what-so-ever. Even if you don’t give a crap on history (like me), this manifest signed by Hunter S Thompson might’ve had crossed your ears at least in the form of Paul Oakenfold’s track called “Nixon’s spirit”.
Anyway, here’s a fragment of this manifest, suggestively entitled “He was a crook”:

Nixon’s spirit will be with us for the rest of our lives–whether you’re me or Bill Clinton or you or Kurt Cobain or Bishop Tutu or Keith Richards or Amy Fisher or Boris Yeltsin’s daughter or your fiancee’s 16-year-old beer-drunk brother with his braided goatee and his whole life like a thundercloud out in front of him. This is not a generational thing. You don’t even have to know who Richard Nixon was to be a victim of his ugly, Nazi spirit.

He has poisoned our water forever. Nixon will be remembered as a classic case of a smart man shitting in his own nest. But he also shit in our nests, and that was the crime that history will burn on his memory like a brand. By disgracing and degrading the Presidency of the United States, by fleeing the White House like a diseased cur, Richard Nixon broke the heart of the American Dream.

And, here’s the track:

But, if you have the time and will to read the whole fucking thing, you can do that here.