Christopher Hitchens passed away yesterday from pneumonia as a result of his treatments for esophageal cancer. Many people toe their party lines; self proclaimed radicals are often not too radical at all. Hitchens splayed himself across the political landscape in a way that was both completely unreasonable, yet entirely logical. He and I disagreed on many things, but I found myself drawn to his reasoning no matter what the topic.
A few months ago, he wrote an essay for Vanity Fair about his cancer. I’m the ultimate consumer of cancer essay, and this one touched me like none other. I am finding it particularly poignant this week after “finding my voice” to speak about my experience in front of 30 people who I have shared a classroom with for a semester who had no idea.
I am so sorry that you did not get that remission, Christopher. The world has truly lost something real.