When someone tells me Hitchens was a great writer, they’ve given me the keys to their little brain box. It means they haven’t read enough to discuss writing, and they like their drunken English blowhards with a side of creeping racism and misogyny. You don’t overlook that shit in an “ideas” man, and especially one who was a fucking Trotskyite boob.

Americans have a pathetic weakness for a fart dressed up in a British accent, and by the time he was dead, Hitchens had shit his pants full.