December 16, 2011 – Christopher Hitchins, arguably the world’s most visible atheist, passed away yesterday after yielding his life to the depredations of a very hostile pneumonia occasioned by terminal esophageal cancer. While Hitchins impressed me with his erudition and eristic talents, he left me somewhat cold when it came to his fulminations about Iraq and Saddam Hussein. But as the Romans used to say: do not speak ill of the dead. In this regard, I won’t even say: “May God rest his soul”, since that would probalby roil the plasma of his sleep as he prepares to enter the vast cauldron of the universe to return as something new, and hopefully, even better. Salve.
Hitchins is seen here in good health. Later pictures showed a man devoured by a monster, emaciated and hairless. I prefer the picture above.
RUSSIANS MOVE IN FOR KILL AT UN: With the stealthy, lithe and obsessed motion of a master chess player, the Russian bear is checking the American king at the UN with an astounding proposal: a Russian-sponsored resolution calling upon all parties in the Syrian conflict to cease all violence. This resolution, being passed to members of the U.N.S.C., has elicited French approval. But the French are oh so naive. The U.S., interestingly, smells a rat and has enunciated a mostly negative position toward the resolution, arguing through that iconic American termagant, Hillary Fat-Hams Clinton, that the resoluton does not go far enough. Mrs. Clinton, who has never served in the military, but clearly has redundant dreams about GI Joe, says that she will not call for the opposition to lay down its arms because they are merely defending themselves. Oh, really! When the Russian resolution is vetoed by the U.S. (as it most certainly will), the only party appearing to favor violence will be the United States. Russia will come out smelling like a rose with even more reason to support Dr. Assad. This will be fascinating to watch as it plays out with the bumbling American diplomats not knowing how to deal with another foreign relations disaster.
WANTED TERRORIST ISLAMIST HOISTED IN HIS OWN PETARD:
Remember what your parents taught you about playing with fire or, even, firecrackers? I do. But not one so unlucky and foolish as Seif Seifuddin. You see, while he was lurking around an orchard south of Damascus filching fruit off the trees, he decided he would kill the owner of the orchard by planting a mine under a used pathway. As four of his confederates watched intently to learn how this master plied his craft, the bomb went off and killed him instantly. Oh, woe! His four pupils received a good lesson in proper treatment of explosives by being almost blown into smithereens themselves. They have been arrested and are being treated medically so that their warbling talents can be preserved. Syrian investigators are believed to have placed three T-Bone Dog Biscuits in his front torso pocket to placate the dog Cerberus. Good luck in Hell Mr. Seifuddin. You won’t be coming back.