In all the tributes we heard last year from the friends of the late skeptic bon vivant Christopher Hitchens, one detail we missed: He called himself “The Hitch.”
For anyone else to refer to himself in the third-person would be a sign of insanity, author Martin Amis joked at Hitchens’s memorial service in Manhattan Friday, according to guests we spoke with. But “Hitch was penetratingly sane,” said Amis — and entirely in on the joke: Few other writers are recognized and stopped on the street by strangers, as he was.
This just sucks: Christopher Hitchens—the incomparable critic, masterful rhetorician, fiery wit, and fearless bon vivant—died today at the age of 62. Hitchens was diagnosed with esophageal cancer in the spring of 2010, just after th... Read Post
Vanity Fair remembers Christopher Hitchens, a favorite of ours who was always fun to root for, and who, as you’ve no doubt heard by now, died last night. Andrew Sullivan remembers an email exchange from happier times. Hitchens’ eboo... Read Post