Today the collective voice of reason’s tongue became that much duller. Christopher Hitchens died today; his final moments spent among friends. As a dying man he lived more than most healthy living people. He took responsibility for his mistakes, and placed no blame for his affliction. He burnt his candle at both ends, and oh, how we basked in his light.
I didn’t always agree with the man, and his methods were harsh, but I never got tired of seeing him work and rare was a foe that didn’t deserve it. In his memory, giveth hitchslaps, and taketh with dignity when it is you who are hitchslapped.