The world is stupider and more boring without Christopher Hitchens in it. Here he is with his good friend Martin Amis in 1975, via the Guardian, via his memoir Hitch 22. Surely those bottles were left behind by a previous tenant.
I was appalled and infuriated by his support for war in Iraq but everything else about him was admirable and / or charming enough that I can, hmm, not overlook it, but . . . not dwell on it.
Which obit to point you to, in the unlikely event you haven’t read any yet? The one in the NYT is good. The Guardian’s struck me as more elegant and humane and I’m going to re-read it now in an effort to sort out why I thought that. They also have a nice assortment of his “most memorable bon mots” here.
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somethin' from my bookcase : No. 1 in the series was a look at Fr. Rolfe's Hadrian the Seventh.
at the Boggsville Boatel : Field trip to a Rockaway Beach art project. I become big in Japan as a result.
a little something for my pagan readers : How to go about recreating May Morrison’s sweet shop.
north fork : Field trip to the beach / portal to driftwood mania.
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