A great man died this week. He’s not spending eternity in Hell or Heaven. His consciousness has ended. For him, it is as it was before he was ever born. He came from star stuff, as we all do, and in a million years the atoms that for a short time came together to make a brilliant and beautiful mind will return to burn in another star.
Though he can no longer hear our voices, we will never forget his. And in this way he has attained some small measure of immortality. So raise a glass and say a toast to Hitch. Post your favorite quotation from his prolific writings. Do your part to make sure that even though he has gone, his ideas will never die.
Rest in Peace, Hitch.
April 13, 1949 – December 15, 2011