Hitchens was a raging asshole who called the Dixie Chicks sluts and “fucking fat slags” and arrogantly cheerled the greatest tragedy of our lives: Iraq.
Fuck him and may he rot in hell.
(Ironic, I know.)
But he did write well.
This grizzled old hippie once whispered to me in the parking lot of a Dead Show at the Spectrum in Philadelphia, that the Craft Service on “Where’s Marlowe” was outstanding…