It's good to be alive. This last July I underwent bypass surgery. I've worked hard at an eloquent and short description of the experience. “Beaten by baseball bats,” is the best I could imagine. It was a long summer. It surely is a strange world we live in. Christopher Hitchens died today. I won't forget him anytime soon. I too, should be dead, but because of medical science, I get to hang around for a while longer. I arrived late to the Hitchens experience. It wasn't until Jerry Falwell died that I first noticed Hitchens. I was lucky enough to find the interview on Youtube. I loved this:
Hitchens left me ablaze with schadenfreude.
Here's to Hitchens! The great seemed to be killed off early. Henry Kissinger lives on. Thank you for helping everyone stop the never ending kowtowing to ridiculous medieval philosophy.
On another note:
Christopher Hitchens made the astute observation on our ability to eliminate poverty being directly related to empowering women.
